the night fell young

she slipped into his lungs

held his breath for sometime

there’s no certain plan;


to get out

below the stars

the skeleton of man

those firework eyes;


never had a fuse

to the rambling news

of any conscience man that’d see her

trapped deep inside


her checks were flush, it wasn’t blush

science said it wasn’t enough

we see you now in your fancy clothes;

worn down shoes from all you know


she told him she’d “love to be

the next one in line”

he told her as he exhaled,

“maybe next time”


nobody knew

just how on earth she grew

between his fragile mind

obscuring all those blues;


a chance was never seen

to make recompense

of the damage she incurred of course

reaping all those lives


his wife was out and on the run

to find out who as the whistle blew;

way beyond those tempered ways

of crazy eyes and hazy days


she told him she’d “always love

into the next life”

he reached out his hand and said

“i love you my dear, dear wife”                             

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when ground shakes

that’s all it takes

to lose this town

so i draw up to you


of the many of us

who display a certain fuss

over whether or not, you can be

more than a small king


and we take away

from our world when it’s never ours to take

ride it out as halter breaks

ride it away on your stakes


you’re a local in a tourist town

she’s a handful all the way around

and a frugal as any man

you always take what you can


and i eat with my eyes when i’m

hypoglycemic

my body shakes

even though i know you cant read it


quarters turn over moons

and i begin to fix

that affection

of fooling around with you (what a dream)


we all want to be small kings

we all want to be tall

we all want to be small kings

we al want to ride out on our dreams


when we bend

and you flip

whit’s laid on awfully thick;

it’s hard doing time as a small king


but i give and i take

which is more than i’d ever make

in a fake world

as a real king


we ride out from dreams

made for... small kings


Firework Eyes

Small Kings

FM

you bring home some new plans

to see how things run

you get out some new maps

to see what you've done


blow up those daydreams

into fears you'll outrun;

maybe they'll write you, a column

just for fun…


it's all, it's all FM renderings


so they bring in a new man

to see systems roll

put out a ragged-hand

to shake at the door


feed to the masses

kneed a little dough

meanwhile your puppets

go on with their shows


it's all, it's all FM renderings


so you've got your intentions

to leave this dimension

find out a new way

to make cells worth


save a little money

love someone more

it's never easy

but wait 'till you score


it's all, it's all FM renderings

dear brother i've been sick

grown weary from my stay

alone in seclusion

it's always been this way


hour hands pass

steady as they come

other people laugh they say

that i am dumb


monday is gone

at least that's what they say

quietly headstrong

he's always been that way


hour hands pass

steady as they come

other people laugh they say, they feel

that he is dumb


he knows too much

to have only go this far

slipped up in fears;

he comforts in mine


blinded by a past

asleep through the sun

days into nights

his life, has just, begun


made up words

phrases that appeal

one sympathetic source

turning the ol' wheel


check all bags

i'm headed down to you

can't stand these people;

it's said, it's said that i am few

Dear Brother

you've been put out

you've been put up with;

you put out all the same

it's these doubts, doubts that are to blame

if feelings go

there's no sense in shame

and that's how

how we, change


you've been stood up

you've been stood up to

but you stand out all the while

it's this fist inside the glove

that holds the fire

if you're not your mind

your mind's made up

with change, yeah with, change


you move on in

and i move out with

all sense of time

like snow we fall

but melt like ice

in the morning sun

it's alright, we're alright


you've been put out

you've been put up with

you've been put out all the same

it's these doubts

doubts that are to blame

you bring home styles

to build that frame

and that's how

how we, change


Put Out