"Dead And Temporary"

Not everyody thinks the same as you
Accepted any form of truth
Until the real one flitted into view
Challenging the single side
You never challenged in your mind
All the things you thought
But never quite thought through

If you could open your eyes
Wide
Enough to see beyond what's ordinary
Cause through the world's
Eyes
Investments end in dead and temporary

Breaking down all the walls
They would hate to see dissolve
You've been waiting all your life
To find the answer
And now that it's on full display
They'll come creeping to reclaim
What they lost that now is found
Freed from the cancer
So there's your answer

If you could open your eyes
Wide
Enough to see beyond what's ordinary
Cause through the world's
Eyes
Investments end in dead and temporary

Our understanding is a crutch we needn't lean upon
When the things that we believe in, always here and gone
I've accepted all these lies, I've held them far too long
Keeping me from freedom, from moving on

"A Beautiful Mind"

I see your blue eyes
Windows to the world behind
What could be
A beautiful mind

I see your histories
At least the slightest glimpses
What tore apart
A beautiful mind

And if all was in line
Heaven in the present time
What a beautiful mind
What was designed
To be a beautiful mind

Your mind a convict
Convicting you of wrong, it
Won't let you see
A beautiful mind

Your heart in shackles
Your heart the apple
Of my eye
Your beautiful mind

And if all was in line
Heaven in the present time
What a beautiful mind
What was designed
To be a beautiful mind

What a beautiful soul
Chasing after figments of fool's gold
Do you really know
Do you really know

"Break-Up Artist"

Breaking hearts you never really held
After time do the disappointed faces start to meld
Together, never, truly together
The tether, weathers
Your greatest endeavor

You're using shades
And colors that were once betrayed
In your own skin, they're deeper in
Beneath the surface
Perpetuate
Till you feel safe
Until you've fulfilled your purpose

Saying words you never really meant
Do you still pretend that you're the innocent
Transgressions, pressing, these unlearned lessons
Confessions, undressing
Just another session

You're using shades
And colors that were once betrayed
In your own skin, they're deeper in
Beneath the surface
Perpetuate
Till you feel safe
Until you've fulfilled your purpose

"Conditional"

When nobody cares about you
But they're told to
Love becomes a law
Nobody wants to follow
But they do
Maybe they're scared
Or they don't know how to
But there are so very few
Who would stick out their neck to
Who would stick out their neck for you

And your love, oh your love
It looks just like the world
Is it placed upon places and times spent together
But oh, I remember a time
When I was a stranger with nothing to offer
With no familiarity
And love reached out to me

When no one really wants to know you
They'll still tell you
Who you are
What you lack
What to choose
And I would never do the same
Some people fight to stake their claims
And there are so very few
Who would lay down their lives to
Who would lay down their pride for you

And your love, oh your love
It looks just like the world
Is it placed upon faces apart from the others
But oh, I remember a time
When I was a stranger with nothing to offer
With no familiarity
And love reached out to me

Love isn't blind-eyed
Cold-shouldered
Love lent me an ear
And I was won over
When I was a stranger with nothing to offer
Open arms, they led me in
Oh, where have they been

"Happy Hypocrites"

I see your smile a mile away
High beams on as if to say
You've finally found it, you're surrounded
By the kind that feel the same
They carry on just the same as you

And you could have it
You could have it all figured out
Or you could live, a happy hypocrite in doubt
Not quite grasping the truth
But not quite wanting to prove
Yourself wrong with it

Your haughty eyes are free of shame
Grace covers all you can't reclaim
You've finally found at least the sound of it
In a symphony it came
Will you ever hear above the symphony again

And you could have it
You could have it all figured out
Or you could live, a happy hypocrite in doubt
Not quite grasping the truth
But not quite wanting to prove
Yourself wrong with it

Seems like the only ones who believe in grace
Are the ones who misuse
Who don't really believe the weight of the words
The Church of the Excuse
And on the arm of the Bride
A self-inflicted bruise
Singing, I'm happy, I'm healed
What more

"I'm The One, Always"

I've heard no apologies
And yet there's so much regret
You keep me down
You've got it down to a T
Grace is sufficient enough for you
But always in short supply for me

I'm the one, always decieved
I'm the one, always to blame
I'm the one, always in the wrong
I'm the one, always the same

The picture's been so clear
It hurts to know you're never known
And may not ever be
And I'm full of expectations
For someone to rise and say it's
Not okay

I'm the one, always decieved
I'm the one, always to blame
I'm the one, always in the wrong
I'm the one, always the same

Do you want me
Do you want me
Does anybody want me
Tell me

"Shallow Roots"

I dig in deep
Just to reap
Some shallow expectations
Rooted deep in hesitation
Where's your faith
That love can replicate
When you sew beneath the surface
Full of meaning, love with purpose

I see you start to open up
But never really bloom
Spring has sprung, but in your mind
The winter's always coming soon

So I will uproot
Replant back where I started
You'll never question if you're wrong
Just what a shame that I departed
And you'll rephrase
Every argument until you feel okay
With all the seeds you swept away

I always keep
Heart on sleeve
Withdraw when you disarm me
With your apathetic army
Full of disregard
With no alarm
Bitter brothers, hearts are hardened
When your words should be a garden
Full of life

So I will uproot
Replant back where I started
You'll never question if you're wrong
Just what a shame that I departed
And you'll rephrase
Every argument until you feel okay
With all the seeds you swept away

It's always the same
The seasons change
But always cycle round again
And you remain
So rooted in your ways
It's hard to say this ground
Could ever be reclaimed
It's hard to say