THE ACCIDENTALS

The Silence

We sat beneath the stars

At a fire and played our new guitars

And I wondered how long this was gonna last

Because picture perfect memories

Just come with all those tougher things

And pain’s the best reminder of your past

I watched the meteors fall

On a world that hardly cared at all

Leaving silver trails of dust across the sky

Of indigo blue that matched my mood

And with constellations for tattoos

And I watched them fade away and quickly die

So many theories wrong and soon disproved

So many ideas lost among the feud

So many conversations that are sadly misconstrued

And lost among debate and needless violence

We need the silence

We walked in a haunted place

With tattered walls and empty space

And a musty smell that drenched the nighttime air

Neither of us said a word

And we waited till we heard the birds

And realized not once had we ever been scared

So many theories wrong and soon disproved

So many ideas lost among the feud

So many conversations that are sadly misconstrued

And lost among debate and needless violence

We need the silence

I saw my grandpa’s mind

Fly away and leave some bits behind

That made him smile with each time that they appeared

I wonder if he feels the pain

But it seems he never will complain

Whenever his whole family is near

So many theories wrong and soon disproved

So many ideas lost among the feud

So many conversations that are sadly misconstrued

And lost among debate and needless violence

We need the silence

 

Bittersweet

Felicity grew a garden

She planted with her hands

She reminisced in her myths

A believer in romance

Felicity grew a garden

It turned to paradise

But without rain she could not grow

And without rain she would not know

What would be the price

The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet

The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter

Felicity grew a garden

A haven safe from fate

And the ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet

But the fruit from it she ate

The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet

The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter...

 

Lemons in Chamomile

I saw your ghost,

he said good morning,

I said I wished I was,

I said I wished I was,

Inside the house,

I poured us tea,

so we could talk respectably,

but every time you looked at me,

it made me feel like lemons in chamomile,

I saw your ghost,

I said how are you,

he said I wished I was,

he said I wished I was,

outside the house,

your feet grew cold,

 

i said i liked your shoes and you didn't reply,

 

i said I have a lot to say and that I try,

but every time I just,

I see your ghost...

I said I wished I was,

I said I wished I was,

wished I was,

you.

I saw your ghost.

 

Bulletproof Glass

I grew up in a sheltered home

Residing in a fragile dome

Made of bulletproof glass and last-second glances back

We knew we were not alone

At heart he was a conqueror

Napoleon the punk rocker

 

 

 

For to live ingloriously is to die each day

A dark and profound thing to say

Can anybody hear me now?

I'm like a tree growing on infertile ground

I stand tall but I can’t make a sound

Look up to the ceiling’s stars

We’ll try and find out what is ours

To try and put a name on everything we see is almost blasphemy

Can’t you just let it be

Mumbles of self-conscious doubt

They turned to marbles rolling in my mouth

And now whenever I try to speak, you never hear me out

Isn’t that what love’s about?

Can anybody hear me now?

I'm like a tree growing on infertile ground

I stand tall but I can't make a sound

Can anybody hear me now

 

Brake

I feel I'm getting somewhere

cause life is passing by

but my mind is made of water

and I can't help but sigh,

And I know I shouldn't care,

but sometimes I'm going under,

and I know this isn't fair,

but I don't want to steal your thunder,

You told me I could drive but it was just another lie,

now I'm trying to survive but I might just break down and die,

I need a brake..

I know I'm prone to crash,

I'll probably crash and burn,

cause I'm going way too fast,

but it's still my turn,

And I know I shouldn't care,

but sometimes I'm going under,

and I know this isn't fair,

but I don't want to steal your thunder,

You told me I could drive but it was just another lie,

now I'm trying to survive but I might just break down and die,

I need a brake.

 

City of Cardboard 

Fibers in the light of a projector, catch fire

Wolf in the front yard, look out from your door and admire 

Drink your tea with sympathy, while organized chaos awaits

Because I’ve told you in the past, but it never seems to resonate

When there’s a wolf at your door, don’t just try and ignore

All the things outside your city of cardboard

One day it’ll burn and the lesson you’ll learn

Is your paper holds nothing but words and records

The music is within his hands and his heart

And in his mind, all of the planets are marbles in the stars

But this game of Pretending is so apprehending these days

And all of your time is spent comprehending this game

When there’s a wolf at your door, don’t just try and ignore

All of the things outside your city of cardboard

One day it’ll burn and the lesson you’ll learn

Is your paper holds nothing

And so if your mundane existence withstands

I look to put some truth inside your open hands

So share in some telepathy, while organized chaos awaits

Because I’ve told you in the past, but it doesn’t seem to resonate

When there’s a wolf at your door, don’t just try and ignore

All the things outside your city of cardboard

One day it’ll burn and the lesson you’ll learn

Is your paper holds nothing but words and records

 

Grisly Bear

Bird on the road with the jellyfish brain

Beetle brown eyes, stay in the right lane

Dog at the end of the street laughs loud

All the little critters lying on the ground

Staring up at the placid blue of an October sky…

My grizzly bear, I don’t care, I don’t care if you’re grisly

Girl with a dress has a soft stuffed cub

So does the man with a job at the pub

Crocodile leather, I’ve won this game

But picking bones is such a pain

Staring up at the placid blue of an October sky…

My grizzly bear, I don’t care, I don’t care if you’re grisly

Now I’m caught between your deadly arms

I don’t wanna start a fight

With my glass eyeballs and my cleared out brain

I still can’t see what’s right

My grizzly bear, I don’t care, I don’t care if you’re grisly

My grizzly bear, I don’t care, I don’t care if you’re grisly