Original Song Lyrics
BMI - Savage Kitten Publishing
Odyssey LP (2017)
Odyssey
Outside the lake’s a cataract
It stares up at the sky, blind to the aftermath
We all attend a nameless funeral
You could say it’s sad, but reason has to call it beautiful
So I burn my clothes, the ones I curse when I’m alone
And I trace the night, an architect of shattered sky
And all the things I fear fade away with the coming year
A resolution in the chaos that I made
But I’m not weak, my brain’s a hurricane
Of sky and sea, Poseidon’s set a broken
Curse on me, I’m not the one who bleeds
With every odyssey
Our new deceit’s an old perfume
It masks nostalgic times, forgotten crimes die in the fumes
But polaroids still hang in darkened rooms
The kids these days hold tight to each other in the womb
And I shovel days into the dirt and dust and fray
And I keep the score of everything I have in store
I got good at feeling pain, until no obstacles remained
A resolution in the chaos that I made
But I’m not weak, my brain’s a hurricane
Of sky and sea, Poseidon’s set a broken
Curse on me, I’m not the one who bleeds
With every odyssey
Feel the weight of cold upon your shoulders from the lake
The words you drowned leave a bitter taste inside your mouth
Whatever you have sheathed will throw itself against your teeth
Until you have the guts to let it out
But I’m not weak, my brain’s a hurricane
Of sky and sea, Poseidon’s set a broken
Curse on me, I’m not the one who bleeds
With every bruise that blooms on me
But I’m not weak, my brain’s a hurricane
Of sky and sea, Poseidon’s set a broken
Curse on me, I’m not the one who bleeds
With every odyssey
Memorial Day
We were all waiting for the month of may
To cut our long hair and learn how to walk away
Now it's gone
And now you'll never stay
We were all waiting for the month of may
To wash our dirty palms, covered in paper mache
Now it's gone
Remember memorial day?
Helicopters fall from trees and bury me in bad news
All I want is to dream again so I can see you
Listening in the morning to Phaedra sing the blues
All I want is to dream again
We were all waiting for the month of may
Before we cut our teeth, we bit our tongues in dismay
Now it's gone
The setting sun's tooth decay
We were all waiting for something to say
But when we woke up it was labor day
Now it's gone...
KW
In streets still soft with sleep, whisper words that are worth the dirt beneath
Verbal arrows that you brought shot down the moon in a parking lot
I hit you in the dark, my fist imprinted with your teeth marks
And your skin struck cobblestone, realigned like a broken bone
If you play it right, keep me on the line
Hold your knives so tight, til your knuckles turn white
Every glove that fits was stitched by hypocrites
No one else to blame, there’s no reward for a wicked fame
Your eyes still follow me, like cigarette burns in a sweatshirt sleeve
Like a space you couldn’t fill, you can try to drown me, but
I’m hard to kill
You can struggle for my stride, cheer me on from the side with your pretender pride
I’ll forgive but won’t forget all the pain of your swaying threats
If you play it right, keep me on the line
Hold your knives so tight, til your knuckles turn white
Every glove that fits was stitched by hypocrites
No one else to blame, there’s no reward for a wicked fame
Just when we hit the dust, hands smelling like coins and decaying rust
Your heels were hazard-high, just the kind of crazy that would
catch my eye
Your instructions still prevail, just a few canthrows round Crooked Tail
Your sling and slang in speech feels just like a lucid dream
If you play it right, keep me on the line
Hold your knives so tight, til your knuckles turn white
Every glove that fits was stitched by hypocrites
No one else to blame, there’s no reward for a wicked fame
Arizona Stars
My heart is like an old apartment
An empty suitcase in the dark
Some people pack their things, some people see what morning brings
But in the end they depart
I try to remember the better times
Beneath the Arizona stars
And when the morning came, it painted all the cliffs with flame
But those days seem so far
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of time
I apologize
But all these imperfections are mine
I think that arguments are blinded truths
You only see them in a certain light
You stand on solid ground, but love and grace could not be found
So what good comes from the fight
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of time
I apologize
But all these imperfections are mine
I think that life is like a jack pine
We cycle through the growth and fire
When someone burns us down, we rise up through unlikely ground
And this time we grow even higher
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of time
I apologize
But it wasn’t all for nothing in the scheme of life
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of time
I apologize
But all these imperfections are mine
I try to remember the better times
(My heart is like an old apartment)
Crow's Feet
Your smile is just like a caution sign
Road kill crow's feet around your eyes
Blue veins of roads just keep rolling on
Maps to the heart that we dwell upon
And when I'm uncertain, I pull back the curtains to see
That when I feel worthless, it's cause I've accepted defeat
Sunset stains like a nectarine
Stop by a belligerent cash machine
Gold lines, structured and comforting
You asked why I am suffering
All that I wanted was something to cradle my faith
Sometimes I will lose all I have just to see what remains
Sometimes it's like living a
Car crash, hot flash
It takes someone bleeding to get you believing
A record spinning
Obsessed with the end when it's just the beginning
Don't ask me to hurry
Impatience is simply the least of my worries
A soft expression
Is just enough answer to keep all the questions at bay
We all risk the chance of mistakes
Cause we all need a little pain
You kept your heart on a glass display
But truth is a ridiculous waiting game
Sad tales without a conclusion
Are part of depression's illusion
In crossing the nation, we gain confirmation of fact
When it's never enough, it's because there is nothing attached
Sometimes, it's like life is a
Car crash, hot flash
It takes someone bleeding to get you believing
A record spinning
Obsessed with the end when it's just the beginning
Don't ask me to hurry
Impatience is simply the least of my worries
A soft expression
Is just enough answer to keep all the questions at bay
We all risk the chance of mistakes
Cause we all need a little pain
It's like the cold stars are holepunches in the face
Who knew that the absence of love is all it takes to change your mind
Consider what you've left behind
You've only walked into a
Car crash, hot flash
It takes someone bleeding to get you believing
A record spinning
Obsessed with the end when it's just the beginning
Don't ask me to hurry
Impatience is simply the least of my worries
A soft expression
Is just enough answer to keep all the questions at bay
We all risk the chance of mistakes
Cause we all need a little pain
Car crash, hot flash
You've only walked into, you've only walked into a
Car crash, hot flash
Earthbound
I write to stay awake, light dies quicker in the winter time
Wolves line the city streets, all that’s left is a tired crime
I’ll sleep away the cold, I’ll wrap myself up like a twisted wire
Coiled like a rattlesnake, bites burn just like a bush fire
I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m a switchblade renegade, my heart’s buried in the junkyard
Covered it in kerosene, burned it up in cold regard
I’m a switchblade renegade, I’m not stand up, I’ve got lies down
To the core, I’m a carnivore, I will never be earthbound
Dark bites away the sun, leaves behind its shy twin
Light’s there for anyone, I have had my fill within
My thoughts break like falling glass, shatter when I try to let them out
Color cracks, I can’t take it back, I wish I’d never opened my mouth
I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m a switchblade renegade, my heart’s buried in the junkyard
Covered it in kerosene, burned it up in cold regard
I’m a switchblade renegade, I’m not stand up, I’ve got lies down
To the core, I’m a carnivore, I will never be earthbound
I will never be earthbound
I’m in shock, I’m in shock, I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m in shock, I’m in shock, I’m in shock
I’m a switchblade renegade, my heart’s buried in the junkyard
Covered it in kerosene, burned it up in cold regard
I’m a switchblade renegade, I’m not stand up, I’ve got lies down
To the core, I’m a carnivore, I will never be earthbound
(I’m in shock) I will never be earthbound
(I’m in shock) I will never be earthbound
(I’m in shock) I will never be earthbound
Nightlife
We used to ask where the power came from, and when it would go out,
What would we do when it got dark? Hold candles to our doubts,
On the first day of school, you stopped holding my hand,
The day the streets opened wide stole my letters, talked you
out and inside,
But you loved the nightlife, always a new shade of blue
The swiss army jacknife never seemed to suit you.
So I found someone else to ask my questions to
With eyes like candles on the wall, a flash of cobalt blue
He wasn’t quite like you, until you ran away
I left my coat by the stairs, you didn’t notice I had nothing to say
But you love the nightlife, always a new shade of blue
The swiss army jacknife never seemed to suit you.
Was it too dull for you, was it too dull for you,
Was it too dull for you,
I would have carved these brittle bones,
If you’d asked me to
But you love the nightlife
You love the nightlife
You love the nightlife
But will it ever love you?
The Sound A Watch Makes When Enveloped in Cotton
Outside everything is so cold
Her eyes turning you right to gold, and it all happened so, so fast
A blue light caught in transit on the nightstand, you couldn’t stand it
A hot bed and the cold sheets, felt like sleeping on the concrete
Brainfreeze and your blood’s hot, you got one shot, and you’re
cold, cold, cold
Godspeed to the saviors, couldn’t save yours
And she’s gone
And it all happened so fast
Outside everything is so cold
Her eyes turning you right to gold
A blue light on the down low,
Your heart’s a black hole, and an elegant radio
All you hear is the white noise, it cuts and destroys
Flashes back,
And it all happened so fast
Outside, everything is so cold
Her eyes turning you right to gold
Outside, everything is so cold
Her eyes turning you right to gold
Do you regret it?
Do you regret it x4
Cut Me Down
Monday morning spent the night conforming
To a Tuesday’s preparation pace
Wednesday showed me to the girl Naomi
With the black hair obscuring her face
Thursday had a tangerine taste lingering
Like old sweat clinging to your shoes
Though the daylight’s curtains close, these memories
Still falter from daily abuse
Don’t cut me down
Just cause your voice is loud
It doesn’t mean a thing
If your pendulum won’t swing
Friday got into a fight, they didn’t last
A chance against her in the end
Why give everything you’ve got when all you have
To do is just simply pretend
Wrap this all around your shoulders, like a spool of
Wire to fuel your circuit dreams
Spend your life conducting one false light
And you will feel like another machine
Don’t cut me down
Just cause your voice is loud
It doesn’t mean a thing
If your pendulum won’t swing
Sunday’s just another Monday, tinged with
A procrastinator’s frantic fear
No regrets until the weekend ends,
I’ll just change myself at the new year
Don’t cut me down
Just cause your voice is loud
It doesn’t mean a thing
If your pendulum won’t swing
In The Morning
Well it's almost 5 o'clock, it's almost 6 o'clock
It's almost 8 o'clock and now she will go home
And sometimes, in the morning, she tries to forget
sometimes, oh the drive home, it's a long, long ride
She cries, she cries, she cries for no one
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh
Well it's almost said and done beneath the setting sun
It's almost said and done, and she will close her eyes
And she drives in the drive through, to get her daily fix
The fizzy cherry cola passed her menthol lips
She tries, she tries, she tries for no one
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh
See them run from convocation
Living lives of deviation
See them run from convocation
Living lives of deviation
She tries, she tries, she tries for no one
Chekhov’s Gun
Even gold turns black under the soles
Broken CDs in the potholes,
Out of reach just like the things you can’t control
Eyes caught in brighter lights
Oh dear, the fear will never fade
It hides between the fine lines of your face
And maybe this will fade with fame
Or shadow you like a given name
Sometimes truth’s disguised in a tangled shame
You hide away inside your room
Close your eyes so change and pain just feel the same
You’ve got it figured out
But people aren’t logical
They’ll drink the glass regardless of how full
They live oblivious
To days that burn like cigarettes
And fall in piles of things you soon forget
And maybe this will fade with fame
Or shadow you like a given name
Sometimes truth’s disguised in a tangled shame
You hide away inside your room
Close your eyes so change and pain just feel the same
Your life’s a power play
Your curtain’s contradictory
You shred the script and fake your victory
It’s hidden in peripheral
And so it glints like Chekhov’s gun
The shot goes off, and yet the show goes on
And maybe this will fade with fame
Or shadow you like a given name
Sometimes truth’s disguised in a tangled shame
You hide away inside your room
Close your eyes so nothing’s changing
Not a moment’s left worth taking
Everything’s mundane, nothing else remains
Cause change and pain will always feel the same
Stitches and Seams
Sometimes it’s so heavy
It sinks like a stone
Into the pocket
Of my ragged coat
And just as in life
I walk outside alone
To the place where the trees
Are 500 years old
I’m critical, cynical
Say what I mean
I’ll find the gray
Underneath all the green
Cause it thrives in the salt
Of the earth, just between
The lives of the hopeful
In stitches and seams
If I can’t speak my mind
Then what can I leave behind
One fingerprint cannot survive in the dust
The strongest inventions will all turn to rust
The wisest intentions can’t live without trust
If life is a story, what’s out there waiting for us
Sometimes it’s so bright
That it burns up the dark
The state of the world
And the state of your heart
You fight your whole life
Yet it tears you apart
But wildfires are born
From the tiniest spark
If I can’t speak my mind
Then what can I leave behind
One fingerprint cannot survive in the dust
The strongest inventions will all turn to rust
The wisest intentions can’t live without trust
If life is a story, what’s out there waiting for us
If I can’t speak my mind
Then what can I leave behind
One fingerprint cannot survive in the dust
The strongest inventions will all turn to rust
The wisest intentions can’t live without trust
If life is a story, what’s out there waiting for us