COME ON, ALLIE

(Surprised I haven't posted this one yet, I wrote it nearly 3 years ago)



Come on Allie
Come on Allie
Don’t die for Eugene
In the wake of war
You gotta make your choice
She’ll sing the song for you
Mr. Eugene
Mr. Eugene
In the wake of war
He never knows best
Just call him misery
He’s just a joke, (yeah)
You have to realize
Come on and find her
Then just stalk her
Who do you think you are,
Mr. Eugene?
He dug himself so deep
That now he has no light
Only resistance to mature
Because his tomorrow is
Always a day away

Little Crow, Little Crow

Little crow, little crow
I see you singing in the tree
Little crow, little crow
Is it a song for me?
I can hear your desire
Humming like a bee

Little crow, little crow
There’s something I have to say
Little crow, little crow
I am having a beautiful day
You made that song for me
And I never want to go away

Little crow, little crow
I am happy, you know
Little crow, little crow
Did you wish it so?
The way things seem to go
You drive away my woe

Little crow, little crow

Black Hearts

*Set to the tune of black socks

Black hearts, they never get better
The longer you have one the blacker it gets
Someday maybe I’ll fix yours
‘Cause a voice keeps on telling me
“Kill now, kill now, kill now, kill now”

Pancakes At 2 A.M.

Eating pancakes at 2 am
Talking about leading estranged lives
Privileged in our own view
Grateful for what we have
Allie, Eugene, Luke
But come on, Allie
Forget this mess
The mass of little lies
Every tall-tale
That will be our demise
But your seaweed eyes…

Come on Allie
Come on Allie
Stop fading through the lines
Stop Catching all the flies
All on fire
Showing off, flaring up
Leading us to meals
2 a.m. Pancakes

Leading the way
For Mr. Eugene
Might cost you your soul
Just sit with me, show a little bit of honesty
All I want's a little bit of honesty
Come on Allie

I Disagree With Your Face

He has this need to disagree with everything that I say
Always jumping at the chance to knock me down
Then there's days he can't keep going
Tying himself lower than me
Why? Why, why, why, oh why?
Keep away from Allie
Come on Luke, come on Luke
Cutting out the faces who barely disagree
You're so pathetic
Remember those days teeming with honesty? Isn't that all you want?
There are times he can't keep fighting
So he leaves to fight another day
He can't win her over, only staring at her face.
What's one more regret in a growing list
Tell me Luke; where's your little bit of honesty?

Glass

The world is slowly turning to glass
I'm the weak link at the end of the chain (Luke)
Still asking for that little bit of honesty
Cutting out the faces I see
The ones staring disapprovingly
If I still can hate Eugene,
Then maybe I haven't grown quite yet

We're just never-mades, grounded in self doubt
Spinning round and round
On a never-ending merry-go-bound
In another direction
Breaking all the stained glass up above the failing sky
Raining chunks right between the lines
Of another tell tale lie
Checking out the games you're playing with her mind
Wasting all the days of broken politics
There's a whole wide world out there, Allie
So why are you stuck here with Eugene?

From Allie to Eugene

I sing the song for you, Eugene
To anchor down your doubt
Of lost and found thoughts
Dragging in your fear;
A fear to breathe
To think
To live
To die, freely
Preventing, denying ageless decay
For being human, simply human
With a fear, with
Lost phrases
Lost words
A lost boy, looking for a way back
I sing this song for you, Eugene
To make sure you don’t fall off
The flailing, failing world

Blackbird's Kiss

I fell in love with the ghost
Of a young man trapped
Between untold worlds
His love for me fluttered along
Like a blackbird’s kiss
Dark and shallow underneath
But filled with whistling wallows
Weeping woe and falling light
Never once through his travels
Did his trials break his soul
Unlike my unsure rejection
That caught him with a wide
Doe-eyed look, a gaze
Of celestial rejection that
Forever grew across his face

Staring at Your Face

I think I’m staring at your face
What’s wrong with me, that’s rude
But when I look around
Everyone looks like you
They look the same, but not quite

What did you look like again?
I think I forgot, ‘cause…
It turns out no one looks like you
Everything’s been re-arranged
My place in time, what’s in my head

I think we’re alone now
Sorry, this might be kind of awkward
Locked inside someone else’s eyes
Opinions and thoughts
Just swirl around into my

Nothing, like you were never there
The sky is awful big and lonely
Why would you want to go there?
I like your weary soul
But time is running cold
Because you’re holding on too long
And I’m staring at your face

The Runaway

You make me happy inside, I can’t lie
When I doubt if the world exists
Outside of what I perceive
But I can only flee
Because that’s who I am,
A runaway (a runaway)
Leaping from problem to problem
And never resolving them
On second thought
That’s what we all are
Just runaways
Escaping life but running
Right into the center
Of unresolved questions
Belonging to a runaway (a runaway)
Unable to turn back in time
Or mean what I say
I’m just a runaway (runaway)

Blue Sky

I like you a lot, just so you know.
(You’re a fearless falling feather
In the back of my mind)
Let’s fly to the center of the blue sky together.
(To the floating island Paradisio
The clouded fortress in Heaven)
Where’s the entrance to eternal paradise?
(Will they even let us in?
We’re so high in the sky now…)
I don’t know, but don’t doubt.
(They won’t have a choice, we’ve traveled so far
Above the flailing, failing world)
We’ll be fine.

The Blue Sky has fallen

Staple

My fingertips are bruised
And my forearms are black and blue
I strain my ears to hear your voice
Raspy yet crisp
Like the day old bread we ate
Or the time we stared at that tree
I like you more than that
Looking and vying
Running towards the back
Of someone we both
Somehow admired
But nobody is perfect
No one’s the same
A good excuse
Never did me any good
More than anything
That staple in my life
Will always be you

Sidewalk (Spiral)

We’re all changing from who we used to be;
Growing up, and falling back down
In different directions
It’s a constant cycle
And the sidewalk isn’t big enough
For three people anymore
It’s just those two
So I slip and fall
Fall away
Spiral towards a new direction

Brand new day
Brand new way
The same old things
The same old way
I’ll screw it up
Again, I swear
I’ll screw it up

And the sidewalk watches me
Watch you two turn
Turn out of sight into nothing
Like you never existed
In my line of sight
Three people were never meant to be
Just you two and your
Lonely sidewalk keeping me away

Brand new day
Brand new way
The same old things
The same old way
I’ll screw it up
Again, I swear
I’ll screw it up
I’ll screw it up today

I believed in you
The way you said my name
Then it all came out one rainy day
We were never the same
You left with him and forgot my name
You went away, I was never the same
And so, I spiraled away

Brand new day
Brand new way
The same old things
The same old way
I’ll screw it up
Again, I swear
I’ll screw it up
I’ll screw it up today

Lonely sidewalk
I’ll screw it up today

Bare Under the Moon

And then we went swimming
Swimming bare under that moon
Starlight showering
Our every move
We watched in wonder as
Flickering fireflies encircled
Our mind’s core
And you
And I
Our bodies met
We made a promise
That day at noon
We decided to meet
Bare under the moon

Notes: I always imagined this to be a part of a larger song. I'm also not sure if this is the most updated version, but I think it is.

A Hazelnut World

I’m watching the world escape
Past the hindsight of something new
But you never knew
So with ten dollar haircuts and cheap manly perfume
You command your life, while it revolves around you
Me, we
An exhausted sun burning full of cotton
And candy bears that turn gooey and charcoal
With all those stares, abounding and adding
Up to a tasteless air of observance, obedience
Lacquered flair for an old retriever
Looking for something to give his heir
And now I see the boy with hazel eyes
Grasping for something that’s just not there
He says “Once books are no longer books
They just become words
And lose all meaning
Just like your prayers
And every letter that I get
Means more than anything else
Even more than you
Because it rings in my soul”
As the story goes
The turning, flaring, of the world
Finally crashes all around
Your sandaled toes

A Cup Full of Cranes

Breaking a caramel pencil taken from a box, and
Staring back up at the blinking smoke detector.
Another discouraging moment used
To avoid making a paper crane for a green-glass cup
Already overflowing, but nowhere near the thousand.

A blunt knife, a shoe lace, a love note from you to me
Written last year, does not make your cure
Or describe a dying affection.
I’m not what I do, but I am who I am
Another fancy word, another not-so-fancy occasion
Where nothing happens,
Staring at those trinkets you said meant more
Then they really did.

Maybe I’ll stop pretending not to hear
Their enslaving sounds of fear,
Your slowing breath, their awful stares
Of failure, the failure to know who you are
My failure to make just a hundred more
To make a wish
And now I’ve lost,
We’ve lost,
The race.

Notes: With the help of my dear friend Andrew King, we were able to turn this poem into a song. You can hear it at his Website for free.