- Defeat Statistics
So many days that I've wasted, dulling my senses instead of tasting.
Give me 20-20 and I still couldn't see, through anger inside of me,
at this life, so far from fair. My goals, so far from where I was.
Torn up with frustration. No direction. Lashing out at everything,
burning my life bridge by bridge. Alone, and like smoke, I couldn't fight it.
But at my most short-sighted, your words remind me, they could not be any clearer. Staring back at me from a broken mirror.
Seven years gone. I miss your eyes. Unclench my fists. Help me to find
- elephants
When it seems like the sun burnt out like a light and it seems
like nothing's worth it, remember this. When the world weighs
you down and your back's against the wall, the city's so cold
and it's getting to your heart, and suddenly it's hard to stand
up tall - don't despair, don't say you don't care, 'cause we
both know you do. Don't lose hope - get into something fast
and drive, and don't stop until you're outta there. And I can
tell you one thing, and that's the sun is always somewhere.
- Invincible Summer
3. INVINCIBLE SUMMER
We'll make it out of the dead of winter, despite all the
things we hate. From broken homes left in the shadows.
Against the grain, we will escape.
Racing through the city streets, pounding pavement
with our feet. Free from the world's crushing weight.
- Magic Fang
These colder nights don’t change a thing, I’m walking
Through leaves that leave their trees, return to soil
Soils that will soon freeze and we talk on the phone
When we’re both alone, practice penmanship,
Our names on walls with markers broad and thick
Broad strokes, the lines we draw, from block to block
And across shining seas until they meet again
I won’t forget, we leave our marks
- Spring Forward
So this is the new year, and I won't change as I watch
the world transform around me. The ice is melting and
the streets are streams. No more afternoons illuminated
by high-beams.
You can see the change in people, in their dispositions.
Hope may still be fleeting, but it's hopelessness's attrition.
You can see the change in - And suddenly, there's motion
- The Sea Speaks
The lights are too bright. The city so loud that I can't sleep.
And these hands ache to hold, but certain things stay
out of reach. They're not meant to keep. No matter how
tight your grip. They will inevitably slip. So even though
it kills you to, you've got to let them slip. The part of you
that dies might just be the part that also keeps you alive.
You'll never falter where you stand.