Lyrics for posted 2008 Demo recordings |
Apples & Waxthe surfaces are clean. makeup has become best friend. one to replace the want to never be alone again. to make them see you as more than a mistake, more than just a victim they could ne...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 05:55:00 PST |
Lyrics for Acoustic Songs |
The Life of Lament: if you live through the life of lament for all that you want it be would you construe or just reinvent the world that you wanted to see. the sky belies the sound the ground must m...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 02:12:00 PST |
Lyrics for Fascist |
under the setting sun the work is through but never done. when flesh, when bonen's not haste the war machine with pave the way. the demonstrators swarm. the pickets fence with wooden sword but word...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Thu, 25 May 2006 08:22:00 PST |
Lyrics for Loaded Gun |
there's just too much to live for: two kids, a house and a brand new Porsche... someday... some say that good things come to those who wait. but for now it's the old occupation: full time with two w...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 01:16:00 PST |
Lyrics for The Confession of a Family Man |
this is my understatement, devoid of contemplation from the hollow of my heart where it's swallowed ever part, i defrock my convictions with pretentious fictions of a time when we were sound. but you...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 12:48:00 PST |
Lyrics for The Curse of Conscience |
sort it out then abort the doubt. you must live without this part you play. or, resign to auld lang syne (times gone by) this freedom consigned to democracy. close your eyes. sever forever this co...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 11:43:00 PST |
Lyrics for The Perfect Crime |
do you think you'd maintain the highest price for octane if by chance your terrain should be wiped out by a warplane? dark trends descend; we're at it again. we're gonna have to raise some eyebrows ...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 11:31:00 PST |
Lyrics for The Town Meeting |
time stands, a thousand hands won't sign release. forced words from protesters wait to be believed. and a head turns, a motion winding down to the sound of the hand claps, the hands clapping. three...
Posted by Daniel Espy on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 11:25:00 PST |
