My Radio

• it's hard to remember days. mornings lost in a chronic haze.

On Peak Hill

• you're gonna make me wish for the time right before i was born. when every living breath was another new dawn.

The Very Thing

• and even though i cried i couldn't make her be. the very thing i needed.

The Very Thing

• push yourself away from your one best friend. who's gonna love you when you reach the end? who will?

Tonight

• telephones and old typewriters. words of love along the wires.