Shock.

There's something about not getting enough sleep

Something about how the days bleed together

And we live with eyes wide open

And souls wide awake

Resting in all the words you say

Winds streaking in

Evening showers

Your love is a fairy tale

There's a red glimmer in their eyes

As oceans roar and as I know why

Hang this truth up for the soul to see

Sleeping in my clothes

Dreaming about falling

See, it doesn't feel like home

I'm waking up alone

Waking up to sun

An aching hole in my chest

Five days fall flat

I can feel you near

Take the beauty, bring it here

Meaning.

Yeah, he may be in the backyard
But I still think of the first time we built a fire

The sunset's playing in the street
Right where your car should be

She dresses in old clothes
And has this idea of who she is

This is the only room
In the house, he says
Where you can look out the window
And see just sky

Tide.

A new picture occupies the old frame

The clear plastic of last summer

Holds a clear picture of today

It's the same size but vastly larger

And I think about my sister

Who is very much at home

And I wonder what the view is from heaven

The word is not quite "again"

For my patterned thoughts still wander

And each grand story has different chapters

Mat got my letter

And I wonder who gives Jon coffee in the afternoons

And will you be gone in July

And how close are we to a symphony

Used to be afraid of monsters

Now we're afraid of ourselves

Guess you could say that the nightmares never really changed

But there's this house on the lake

And as we're driving there I can see my city

The neighbor boy is laughing

I can hear it through my window

Blurred faces in blurred photographs

The colors can bleed but they are still so bright

Life is a beautiful paradox -

Shadow.

Thank you.

However, I can't understand what you're saying to me, and I need to let you go.

The connection is really bad.

I will send you my goodnight wishes.

Thank you.

Crash.

Two siblings rise at dawn

Two siblings sleep into late morning

I am lying beneath sunlight

But I am not really here

Lights on the water

We find our souls beneath the surface

And she hides hers away 

For it has come up darker than the others

She is tangled up in cords of you

I am trying to find her

She is hiding from me

For I have become the reflection

Infection.

"Lo and behold, I bring you truth."

Satellite.

A rift?

A broken scar?

Eyes full of tears?

A smile?

Hope?