Antinym

Sisyphus

I used to rock and roll
Now I’m just rolling this rock
Just running circles
From the hands of this clock

It goes: tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tell me when it’s ever going to stop
It goes: tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
I just keep rolling this rock

My pain is glass
All these little pieces keep on breakin’
Through all these years
All these tears they keep in takin’
I’m the maker who’s become the monster he was making

Here we go again...

Empty Space

At the heart of this
There’s an emphasis
On the moments when I thought that I knew you
But the truth conspires to escape from behind your smile
Please let the lies live on a while
And the you that I imagine…

Well I believed it for a while
Now I know that it’s all a lie
Sepulcher smiles, monkeys with fire
Now I know that it’s all a lie

I don’t want to ask questions
I don’t want to know why
I just want to see you through these eyes

The empty space plays home to my delusions
And the question mark, my emotions
But I can’t stop this motion
No
Nor the you that I imagine…

Just blink and it’s daylight
Don’t know you at all
My mind’s eye is blinded again
Your truth I can see now
This light’s just turned on
The mystery is gone
And this solitary heart just keeps beating
alone…

Pop Culture

Our culture goes pop
Love clots and starts stop
Well I know that we’re all great apes
But you can’t just be what you imitate
Get it straight

My eyes are black holes
Windows to the soul
Infinite and hollow
Infinite and (here we go)

Time doesn’t end with a period
They come one then another
An ellipsis of eclipsing
Planets that elliptically
Orbit each other

It’s a life sentence
For circular crimes
The sun dot’s my “I” (eye)
We’ve all got to do time

To be reborn
To be reformed
Got to first get formless
Becoming what came before this

And our culture goes pop

Everyone- put on your handicaps
Can’t go on- so we’ve got to go back

Sealed with a kiss
From apoca-lips
Growing new legs
In this metamorphosis

Sedated and waiting
For the beat to drop
And our hearts to stop

These symbols crash
And meta-form
The sound of creation
Inspire and expire
Reborn to resume respiration

I’m thinking in tongues
And I’m too young
Not to die
And I know that I must try
To trade these alpha-males for A-men
Here we are beginning at the end again

Wait!
Now let me reverse
To the first verse
‘cause I don’t really think that I made my point heard

I said: our culture goes pop

Internal Combustion

Come on, come on
Won’t you give it all you’ve got
Come on, come on
Won’t you please give me something
Come on, come on
And give me anything but apathy
‘cause it’s got me coming apart at the seems

Don’t listen to these lyrics
I know that you don’t want to hear it
Just focus on the beat
And nod your head like you agree

You remind me of the bullet that was meant for my head
Well you missed me baby, but I still feel dead

Hey, hey, hey
Let this internal combustion burst my heart into flames
Hey, hey, hey
I feel the same every day

All beat up
Just limping along
Had to go a little further just to write this song
I’m an earthworm
Ants are pickin’ me apart
Haven’t fought back yet
But you know I’m about to start

I’ve got this motherfucking fire burning in my heart

Halo of Light

There’s a reason to be born
It’s the reason we grow taller
And we believe that we want more
We reach up and we go: “Taller! Taller!”

Toiling under the sun at noon
On heaven bent as we build higher
We pull away from this dark womb
As we climb toward heaven’s fire

We struggle morning, night, and afternoon
The sun’s a light, an exit to this womb
Birth to earth and womb to tomb
Underneath this Halo of Light

It’s a superficial animal
Hungry and heard pressed to go on
Ravening to reach the sky
Each of us pushing our stone

We build this ant hill taller
A tower destined to fall
Those waxen wings go higher
‘till flung from heaven they fall
And we are ants that crawl

We struggle morning, night, and afternoon
The sun’s a light, it’s an exit wound
Our towers fall and we do too
Beneath this Halo of Light

Keep on, keep on
Go on and crawl

Wasting Time

If I screamed any louder, baby
Would it give me something to say?
The decomposers do their dance
And stability suffocates

Did you feel abandoned, baby,
When the umbilical cord was cut?
We’re all numb as numbers here
Our shadows are all that we’ve got

This is how we do it in the dirt

Life pulses inside of me
But I’ve got all these insects to feed
Decaying self, it’s so easy
This body a gift to entropy

The rhythm’s in the silence, baby
It’s in between the beats
I’m celebrating falling apart
Because time is wasting me

This is how we do it in the dirt

Every moment you’re alive
It’s a choice to let yourself die
Slowly

This is how we do it in the dirt

Each day’s despair on my sleeve
And death is grinning back at me
Muscles twitch ‘till I’m smiling
Because time is wasting me

Orpheus

The memory sits in my mind like dust
It yellows my thoughts
We dance amongst the ashes
We toy with what was lost
And we embalm the living in the sweat of yesterday
And we befriend our shadows
Ere alone we stay

Oh, my soul
Paled at your embrace
Sleep so cold
Could I but leave this place

Well I tried to stitch us together
So you couldn’t run away
A shadow’s lament
Cannot forget
Silhouette of yesterday

Snake Song

Hey Rattlesnake, Rattlesnake
I want to shed my skin like you
But the sound that the blood is making in my veins
Is the best music I can do

And what I am is all I am
A primate in the very end
You’re just specimens in a jar to me
I’m feeling removed like a limb

It’s all in my head
Wish I could take it all back out again
It’s all in my head

Hey Mr. Apple-pusher, Rattlesnake
I see you’re climbing up that tree
And I’m wondering if my head can hold the weight
Of the crown that you’re offering me

It’s all in my head

Hey Rattlesnake, Rattlesnake
You’re a spine so help climb mine
And stitch my pieces back together again
Except the parts that I can’t find

Hey Rattlesnake, yeah Rattlesnake
Who’s a monster wearing human skin?
Going blind staring at the light of the sun
Swallow yourself so this starts again

It’s all in my head

Vitruvian Man

Locked inside a ribcage
Heart stutters a beat
I swallow my pride
And watch my insides
Digest me

What makes me tick is a time-bomb
That’s going to implode
This anatomy of mystery
Feet walking down this road

Let your pupils teach you a bit
You’ll see me as I am
A pentagram
A son of man
Five fingers of my hand

That grips a bitten apple
That’s grown inside my head
And concentrates upon this matter
Transforming solid gold to lead

This semi-automatic reptilian mind of mine
A sacred fire stolen by the serpent of my spine
But I can be a golden spiral, fetal as a question mark
Though my shoulders carry heaven’s weight
My eyes exist to view its art

The 0 and The 1

She’s moving in time with the tide
Pulsing in rhythm with the sea
The moon is pulling us tonight
We are both “to be” and “not to be”

Alive inside the open wound
I could be the one for you
You could be my zero tonight

I’ll be the space between the stars
You be the new moon
We’ll both become the dark of night
And I’ll be one with you

Baby, Atlas shrugs
And bones turn to dust
Life and death are wed
And they’re making love
Our hearts beat together
I pulse with your blood
Ours is the space between
Below and above

A Work in Progress

This Life’s a work in progress
Like a monkey climbing up a tree
Just breathing, repeating, going up and down
This shell’s a shelter and I’ll one day leave

And I’ll become the earth
And all your tears will water me
And I’ll rise up and grow anew
And I’ll know that I’m a seed

So strip the lies from your lips, baby
And strip the flesh right off this bone
A road to walk in solitude
I’ll wander into the unknown

Just like the one that’s chasing the zero

Just go ahead and let it go
You’ve tasted the fruit
So just be still and know
A sleep awaits with dreams that are
Still unknown

Just like the one that’s chasing the zero


Untitled Document Sisyphus I used to rock and roll Now I’m just rolling this rock Just running circles From the hands of this clock It goes: tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock Tell me when it’s ever going to stop It goes: tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock I just keep rolling this rock My pain is glass All these little pieces keep on breakin’ Through all these years All these tears they keep in takin’ I’m the maker who’s become the monster he was making Here we go again... Empty Space At the heart of this There’s an emphasis On the moments when I thought that I knew you But the truth conspires to escape from behind your smile Please let the lies live on a while And the you that I imagine… Well I believed it for a while Now I know that it’s all a lie Sepulcher smiles, monkeys with fire Now I know that it’s all a lie I don’t want to ask questions I don’t want to know why I just want to see you through these eyes The empty space plays home to my delusions And the question mark, my emotions But I can’t stop this motion No Nor the you that I imagine… Just blink and it’s daylight Don’t know you at all My mind’s eye is blinded again Your truth I can see now This light’s just turned on The mystery is gone And this solitary heart just keeps beating alone… Pop Culture Our culture goes pop Love clots and starts stop Well I know that we’re all great apes But you can’t just be what you imitate Get it straight My eyes are black holes Windows to the soul Infinite and hollow Infinite and (here we go) Time doesn’t end with a period They come one then another An ellipsis of eclipsing Planets that elliptically Orbit each other It’s a life sentence For circular crimes The sun dot’s my “I” (eye) We’ve all got to do time To be reborn To be reformed Got to first get formless Becoming what came before this And our culture goes pop Everyone- put on your handicaps Can’t go on- so we’ve got to go back Sealed with a kiss From apoca-lips Growing new legs In this metamorphosis Sedated and waiting For the beat to drop And our hearts to stop These symbols crash And meta-form The sound of creation Inspire and expire Reborn to resume respiration I’m thinking in tongues And I’m too young Not to die And I know that I must try To trade these alpha-males for A-men Here we are beginning at the end again Wait! Now let me reverse To the first verse ‘cause I don’t really think that I made my point heard I said: our culture goes pop Internal Combustion Come on, come on Won’t you give it all you’ve got Come on, come on Won’t you please give me something Come on, come on And give me anything but apathy ‘cause it’s got me coming apart at the seems Don’t listen to these lyrics I know that you don’t want to hear it Just focus on the beat And nod your head like you agree You remind me of the bullet that was meant for my head Well you missed me baby, but I still feel dead Hey, hey, hey Let this internal combustion burst my heart into flames Hey, hey, hey I feel the same every day All beat up Just limping along Had to go a little further just to write this song I’m an earthworm Ants are pickin’ me apart Haven’t fought back yet But you know I’m about to start I’ve got this motherfucking fire burning in my heart Halo of Light There’s a reason to be born It’s the reason we grow taller And we believe that we want more We reach up and we go: “Taller! Taller!” Toiling under the sun at noon On heaven bent as we build higher We pull away from this dark womb As we climb toward heaven’s fire We struggle morning, night, and afternoon The sun’s a light, an exit to this womb Birth to earth and womb to tomb Underneath this Halo of Light It’s a superficial animal Hungry and heard pressed to go on Ravening to reach the sky Each of us pushing our stone We build this ant hill taller A tower destined to fall Those waxen wings go higher ‘till flung from heaven they fall And we are ants that crawl We struggle morning, night, and afternoon The sun’s a light, it’s an exit wound Our towers fall and we do too Beneath this Halo of Light Keep on, keep on Go on and crawl Wasting Time If I screamed any louder, baby Would it give me something to say? The decomposers do their dance And stability suffocates Did you feel abandoned, baby, When the umbilical cord was cut? We’re all numb as numbers here Our shadows are all that we’ve got This is how we do it in the dirt Life pulses inside of me But I’ve got all these insects to feed Decaying self, it’s so easy This body a gift to entropy The rhythm’s in the silence, baby It’s in between the beats I’m celebrating falling apart Because time is wasting me This is how we do it in the dirt Every moment you’re alive It’s a choice to let yourself die Slowly This is how we do it in the dirt Each day’s despair on my sleeve And death is grinning back at me Muscles twitch ‘till I’m smiling Because time is wasting me Orpheus The memory sits in my mind like dust It yellows my thoughts We dance amongst the ashes We toy with what was lost And we embalm the living in the sweat of yesterday And we befriend our shadows Ere alone we stay Oh, my soul Paled at your embrace Sleep so cold Could I but leave this place Well I tried to stitch us together So you couldn’t run away A shadow’s lament Cannot forget Silhouette of yesterday Snake Song Hey Rattlesnake, Rattlesnake I want to shed my skin like you But the sound that the blood is making in my veins Is the best music I can do And what I am is all I am A primate in the very end You’re just specimens in a jar to me I’m feeling removed like a limb It’s all in my head Wish I could take it all back out again It’s all in my head Hey Mr. Apple-pusher, Rattlesnake I see you’re climbing up that tree And I’m wondering if my head can hold the weight Of the crown that you’re offering me It’s all in my head Hey Rattlesnake, Rattlesnake You’re a spine so help climb mine And stitch my pieces back together again Except the parts that I can’t find Hey Rattlesnake, yeah Rattlesnake Who’s a monster wearing human skin? Going blind staring at the light of the sun Swallow yourself so this starts again It’s all in my head Vitruvian Man Locked inside a ribcage Heart stutters a beat I swallow my pride And watch my insides Digest me What makes me tick is a time-bomb That’s going to implode This anatomy of mystery Feet walking down this road Let your pupils teach you a bit You’ll see me as I am A pentagram A son of man Five fingers of my hand That grips a bitten apple That’s grown inside my head And concentrates upon this matter Transforming solid gold to lead This semi-automatic reptilian mind of mine A sacred fire stolen by the serpent of my spine But I can be a golden spiral, fetal as a question mark Though my shoulders carry heaven’s weight My eyes exist to view its art The 0 and The 1 She’s moving in time with the tide Pulsing in rhythm with the sea The moon is pulling us tonight We are both “to be” and “not to be” Alive inside the open wound I could be the one for you You could be my zero tonight I’ll be the space between the stars You be the new moon We’ll both become the dark of night And I’ll be one with you Baby, Atlas shrugs And bones turn to dust Life and death are wed And they’re making love Our hearts beat together I pulse with your blood Ours is the space between Below and above A Work in Progress This Life’s a work in progress Like a monkey climbing up a tree Just breathing, repeating, going up and down This shell’s a shelter and I’ll one day leave And I’ll become the earth And all your tears will water me And I’ll rise up and grow anew And I’ll know that I’m a seed So strip the lies from your lips, baby And strip the flesh right off this bone A road to walk in solitude I’ll wander into the unknown Just like the one that’s chasing the zero Just go ahead and let it go You’ve tasted the fruit So just be still and know A sleep awaits with dreams that are Still unknown Just like the one that’s chasing the zero