Silence, Manhorse!

Everything has an end, even hell

There’s dark marrow in my bones, delicious and sweet.

The night is empty and cold, only the sinners are free.

There’s a sunrise in my veins waiting to escape.

I’m searching for the demon in this dark and awful place.

The demon has my face.

Hard times will come, hard times will go.

Life will take you fast, you’ve gotta learn to take it slow.

Save me from the nightmares of being someone else.

Save me from the shadows, save me from myself.

Something crept inside as I slept.

Cold nights, dark roads.

You are not alone.

Don’t let go of the hope.

I will lead you home.

Life is full of questions, and purpose yet to find.

The carcass is abandoned, the wolves have gone to cry.

Life is a search for answers hidden in the lies.

The church is empty and hollow, the saints have gone home to die.

We all get lost in the night.

Cold nights, dark roads.

You are not alone.

Don’t let go of the hope.

I will lead you home.

Don’t be afraid to speak out.

There’s millions more ready to drown.

The silence is deafening now.

Don’t be alone in the crowd.

Sometimes it’s hard to pretend.

The pain wears away at your strength.

Everything has an end, even hell.

Partycrasher

I climb the rooftop just to feel people breathe beneath me.

Sick of all the faces in the smoke, these empty bags of bones and hope.

You’re just taking up space I need, give me room to breathe.

There’s this guilt on my face you see, I’m looking for excuses to leave.

I feel the silence as I count the distance from the rooftop to the ground.

I feel the scream stick in my throat; I love the lonely ache in my bones.

You’re just taking up space I need, give me room to breathe.

There’s this guilt on my face you see, I’m looking for excuses to leave.

Understand myself,

I could never learn to ask for help,

I could never stand up for myself,

I could never learn to hold this in.

Punish

People try to get inside, they work their way under my rind, but I am rotten to the core.

Sick of trying to fix this mind, I never liked this life of mine.

Always leave them wanting more.

Let me say before you go-

I love you more than you could know.

I’ll play a song to bring you home.

I can’t do this on my own.

Grieving doesn’t work this way, I never had that much to say, we are more than weeping wounds.

These might be the hardest days but in the end the bruises fade.

Hell will open, I will be consumed.

Let me say before you go-

I love you more than you could know.

I’ll play a song to bring you home.

I can’t do this on my own.

If all the ghosts are banished I hope you still come round.

If all the voices vanish I hope you make a sound.

I hate myself a lot I feel it in my guts.

The echo in my bones, the shadow in my blood.

Let me say before you go-

I love you more than you could know.

I’ll play a song to bring you home.

I can’t do this on my own.

Fear no dark

I punish myself for all I have done, and push away from everyone.

Some will hide and some will run, but sooner or later the reaper will come.

Leave her body where she lies.

Please don’t take her, just close her eyes.

Hold my breath as I whisper this song to the wind.

One more prayer if anyone’s listening.

Meet your maker with a loving embrace.

When you’re taken keep that smile on your face.

Don’t waste love songs on the dead.

Keep that gift for the ones we’ve got left.

Hold my breath as I whisper this song to the wind.

One more prayer if anyone’s listening.

Hold my hand as you slip beneath the waves.

Fear no dark; in death we all are saved.

New songs no one asked for

silence-manhorse

Little cover of California burritos by Rumbleseat/Chuck Ragan. Sorry Chuck

This is a city of ghosts, there’s death everywhere I look…..

I’m amazed there’s anything left to love.....