So this is the first song I ever wrote With a pen and a pencil held between my toes I figured if I changed the way I composed I get more blog attention... Like the brick that the building refused Getting 22 hits on a featured interview Having lame conversations with the same band dudes Drinking local craft brew in the back of the venue I'm pretty tired of being told when to smile Your description wouldn't fit if not a synonym of narcissist And my demeanor's never mistaken for confidence I tire to reason with logic or even common sense And end up sounding pretentious... Like the brick that the building refused failing to feel the same way that humans do Manipulating thoughts, emotions in the rear view But I'm too see through to even convince you I'm pretty tired of being told when to smile

Blood orange fire, Take the smoke higher In a column of mystic rites to compete in the sky with the starlit night Blood orange fire Heal us with heat For we've all been wounded by demons we cannot defeat individually Blood orange fire Ablaze with sage The sweet smell of a spiritual rise our own high priest would recognize Cauterize our souls, and brand our bones, 'Cause I know Heaven's clouds are cold Red dead coals We've been reduced to this All potential with no proof that we'll make it Red dead coals Have replaced my soul There's no heat where my heart should be just a fading flame Slowly melting So save our souls and bless our bones 'Cause I know Heaven's clouds are cold

Call out her name, you long to hear it Hollowed silence reigns, as you feared She flew amid the night, fore the pale dove cried at the morning The cold flood of shame begins to seize you Your chest's flickering flame bears the mark of a pain Felt again and again as she looks for another You're never around, ever echoing the sound of the light of your love. Long lost to be found, she'll wet you boy, and watch you rust. I need her ever around, it's true. It's just the little honey's gonna lie to you And then be lost to be found, chased around Lying shadow of a man, ain't no light for you among her Board center train, you hunt on feeling A few stops away, your guts believing Girl's settled there pawing the curls of her hair for the bother Open doors of the train, frames only the same Wet light from the lamp, 'neath she supposed to have sat Rolls the train; rolls the thunder You're never around, ever echoing the sound of the light of your love. Long lost to be found, she'll wet you boy, and watch you rust. I need her ever around, it's true. It's just the little honey's gonna lie to you And then be lost to be found, chased around Lying shadow of a man, ain't no light for you among her Call out her name Answers only the rain Lonesome snuff out your pain Ailling heart raw and tame Sits and waits, sits and shudders (how I need her) You're never around, ever echoing the sound of the light of your love. Long lost to be found, she'll wet you boy, and watch you rust. I need her ever around, it's true. It's just the little honey's gonna lie to you And then be lost to be found, chased around Lying shadow of a man, ain't no light for you among her