Prose and Cons

111 May not always be time To set our wrongs to right To rewrite all of those lines That put space between you and I

You and I

Have to abandon this regret Hasn’t cured me yet And there are no secrets Just everybody loves to pretend

They love to pretend

Allison, I’ve lost you again But now it’s 3:34, 3:34 Time I left this bridge

Allison, I’ll see you again Where there’ll be no regret Be no regret, in the A.M.

Because this is not the end

Thought I knew which way to go
 But I don’t, I don’t 
Can’t pretend to, anymore

Thought I had this under control What a bad joke, a sad joke 
I’m not laughing, anymore

I buried my first home seven years ago, 
 Where only remains remain
 But where did her light go
?

Thought I was living with your ghost


But now I know
 Only Absence of light, 
 remains of shadow

Edison’s medicine has got me down


Edison’s medicine has brought me down, again

Where did the time go? 
 Got measured in days.

Something we couldn’t own 
 And so couldn’t save.

Have I poisoned the gift that you gave
 Mother, please forgive me,  
I’m so ashamed



It’s not your fault.
 People die, 
 All of the time
 But we’ve got to learn 
to



It’s not my fault.
 People die and
 Those left behind
 Have got to learn to

Let go
 Let go

I wish I could say 
You’re more now than just my memory
 And truly believe 
In light internal, eternally

That I still feel you 
 All around, not apart from me

The Highline

We can never go back, To the life we lived before. Filling space for love we lack, And the search for something more (there’s always more)

And yea, this hurts like hell, Counting lies I tell myself. And you know, I’d love to stay, Up on the Highline with you that day, But the moment keeps slipping away

We can’t hold onto time, To keep the past alive. And we’ve gotta let go of the lie, That love is forever, When Love dies.

We need to break out of here. Expectation poisons our love. Need to find some atmosphere. There’s gotta be a Highline above.

And yea, this hurts like hell, All of the ways I poison myself, Losing weight all of the time, And I can’t make sense in my mind, How the moment keeps slipping behind.

We can’t hold onto time, To keep our past alive. We’ve gotta let go of this lie, That love is forever, When Love dies

Live in the studio Pt. 2