Let me in.
express to me what's on your mind.
tell me what I need to hear.
my mind is open for you.
even if it's not what I want to hear.
i've only ever wanted to see you smile.
nothing else matters.

you are staring
at the floor and youre
tongue tastes like
cigarettes and your
eyes look like
frosty windowpanes.
i say your name but
you are staring
at the floor.

now i am staring
at my toes and my
tongue tastes like the
ocean and my
eyes look like the
california sunshine.
but its raining outside
and i am staring
at my toes.

and you speak to me
in lyrics
and you tell me
i’m the moon
and you tell me
my hair is braided
with the stars
and you tell me
i am lost in some
great galaxy gaze.

and i speak to you
in white noise
and i tell you
that youre hazy
and i tell you
your eyes are dusty
from the stars
and i tell you
youve stopped looking
toward the sky.

Tonight I sing a
Discordant harmony
To my soul's melody
Nothing sits nicely
No word seems
Just. Right.
Can I hold out my hand
And find another reaching?
Could I hear a different
Melody than my own
If I really
Try?

He announced with a sneer
'Now listen here,
all you sinners that can hear
Explain to me how
you'll plead when making
pornographic movies;
plastic *******, swear words... nasty things
when the lord calls upon you
offering the forgiveness he brings? '

'He'll send you to hell! '
'He'll punish you well! '
'You don't stand a chance, what you're doing! '

The crowd raved and screamed
Faith high esteemed
until a young man in the back
laughed.

A kaleidoscope of plastic, drafted in the
layers of trash.  The sights of a landfill,
the smells of hell.
Containers filled with grime, broken recorders
in baby dolls, apple cores, a slew of condoms,
paper products, burnt out computer parts,
bottles that held night life, while diapers full of
tired mother’s yawns; light bulbs that quit working,
family photos that hold too much, dog ****.

The things that matter most are torn,
purged, and poignant with purpose that we’d
rather forget the existence.