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The Night I Lost The Will To Fight Cursive I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase... The Love I Lost Sybil Cursive Miscellaneous The Night I Lost The Will to Fight I need a catalyst To rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists Where defeat remains One February night We screamed our agonies And The Road To Financial Stability Cursive watching cars or will we be passed by will anyone stop for us be passed on the day passes away and we're alone the moment cracks along the sidewalk imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack maybe Shallow Means, Deep Ends Cursive Swimming at night We've dug this hole The water's fine I wonder how far down it goes Down it goes... Down it goes... The Casualty Cursive The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases.... The Rhyme Scheme Cursive words have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it's cheap but it's working i could never please you Mothership, Mothership, Do You Read Me? Cursive > your navel is yearning for an extension - a ghost limb it cant detach from mothers loving grasp your starving - its burning for the nutrient it cant have were all cut off alone and lost calling The Great Decay Cursive this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay i dont believe in wasting time these are the hands where i will bury my face searching for truth you never find nobody moves we Absence Makes The Day Go Longer Cursive "Please hang my raincoat I guess that I'll stay a while While I wait on the return It seems the distance you've made Has since lost its meaning Meanwhile, I've meant to ration my thoughts To help Sink To The Beat Cursive I'll try to make this perfectly clear I'm so transparent I disapear these words I lyrically defecate clint steps in to establish the beat upon songs I boldly claim to create this unique approach to A Red So Deep Cursive The furnace burns, the baby turns She cries when she's hungry The morning paper will knock the door To interrupt their slumbers Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife? The Lament Of Pretty Baby Cursive I saw something I was not supposed to see A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me (The kitchen door was open a crack, So naively we peeked inside) Oh, darling sister, have they hurt you, have they When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring Cursive > "When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring" A safe position -- a back against the wall A simple shrug to shurg the questions off When there's no action, there's no reaction Curb the dead, avert the Hymns For The Heathen Cursive Night has draped it's cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We found the guilt, the fables, and folly Of the residents Fairytales Tell Tales Cursive Clumsy enough to fall for anything. Let's pretend we fall in love tonight, Below the neon blue. We'll stumble on our words. At Conception Cursive Poor girl's been so heartsick ever since her boyfriend went to war. Northern Winds Cursive northern winds came wistling through evergreens like trains one temper broods 'till a temperature breaks one hand will break what he other hand builds and blooms-smashing and tearing what we've worked The Recluse Cursive I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home. The room is littered with her books and notebooks. Adapt Cursive I want the rich boy... I want the rich boy But the rich boy, he doesn't want me... I like the pretty girls... I like the pretty girls But the pretty girls, they don't like me... Adapt... Adapt... Staying Alive Cursive "I've decided tonight I'm staying alive Just kicking and screaming I'm, I'm staying alive Blood boiling and streaming There are things Far to dark to comprehend Sleep on it one more night My sad old friend A Little Song And Dance Cursive i sat around for hours on end before and end so clearly breathin to me i shall no longer play a part of your equation i missed your boat i swear you must have stayed off shore avoidance has been your trump The Radiator Hums Cursive I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and Into The Fold Cursive The Sheperd: I can't say I've always been honest; you can't say I've done a disservice. The girl, she's just a child. She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out. Butcher The Song Cursive There's a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place. "where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !? Why should I play the fall guy to your love? Making Friends And Acquaintances Cursive We all hide a diary beneath some mattress And someone has slept in my bed Sometimes I get so naked I sing like a canary And I scream out what I shouldn't scream Some lies last a lifetime They keep Sinner's Serenade Cursive Oh God, no, Please don't tell her What I've done; I can hardly look at her Everything I love I hurt Oh God, yes, She is love, she is sex, But I used her for the game; A scapegoat to carry the blame For The Ugly Organist Cursive And now, we proudly presentsongs perverse and songs of lamentA couple hymns of confession,and songs that recognize our sick obsessionsSing along i'm on the ugly organ againSing along I'm on the ugly organ Semantics Of Sermon Cursive Since I wrote this am I the culprit These useless wisdoms I dispense At your expense Picture postcards A three minute essay Some scribbled words to four line verse Meanwhile, we mean well We cannot Rise Up! Rise Up! Cursive dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today hope you don't mind if i hide behind the curtain it's been fifteen years since my last confession by your good book's standards, i've sinned like a champion Bloody Murderer Cursive There's a ghost in my bed She cries in her sleep She says I won't let her leave I lie perfectly still As she stifles her tears I don't want to disturb her 'let go, let go - please let me be Look at the