I wanna tell you a little secret That I've been hiding from everybody I wanna break it wide open and dive right in And be naked like the newborn child Set loose to roam free among the loose ane and wild I don't belong here anymore than you do, you do I overheard you talking about somebody But when I walked into the room there was nobody Just the scent of wet paint that wasn't ready I want to hurt you, make you feel what I felt then But I don't want to hurt another person We'll both return and meet again inside the sun Did we ever find love? I want to break you I wanna take you down Then I'll remake you in the image of something true I wanna tear you apart and give you the ocean I'll watch you as you drift, you were my gift to the sea and the sky

I wanna tell you a little secret That I've been hiding from everybody I wanna break it wide open and dive right in And be naked like the newborn child Set loose to roam free among the loose ane and wild I don't belong here anymore than you do, you do I overheard you talking about somebody But when I walked into the room there was nobody Just the scent of wet paint that wasn't ready I want to hurt you, make you feel what I felt then But I don't want to hurt another person We'll both return and meet again inside the sun Did we ever find love? I want to break you I wanna take you down Then I'll remake you in the image of something true I wanna tear you apart and give you the ocean I'll watch you as you drift, you were my gift to the sea and the sky

"The Center of a Circle" written by Jason Williams I run around myself like a lune wearin’ a gown and whistling a tune that I can’t get out of my stormy static mind. Less than I could, but more than I have. I know that I should, but sometimes I’m just too sad to think about where I’ve been stuck at. Most of the time I am a clown dyin’ to adorn a smile in place of this frown that’s been painted on my face as I parade around this town. We’ve had enough of one... ...another thing that I obsess about Is wondering how my mother will get around if I am still a clown frowning for pennies thrown. I doubt I can give back anything that’s been given to me. I hardly noticed; no longer the center of my focus. Gone now? Out of sight, out of mind. The families left that burning... ...town where we--as children--did meet on the playground with our barefeet. And with our innocence still intact we… ...miraculously sunk sleepily and deeply into the sea that we imagined we lived underneath with the whales humming melodies familiar to only you and me-- --Unless you listen carefully to the frequencies, resounding low beneath the cacophony made by the city, while cycling wildly through us invisibly as waves crash into you and me.

Vague memories of twenty one Plague me still though I swear I thought that they had gone

Do you ever turn your pretty little head around when you feel somebody's eyes stuck on the back of your crown? Or do you just stare them right back into the eyes too? Deadly silent Just like animals do I wanna go for a walk, I wanna go for a walk with you But I don't wanna talk I don't wanna talk about anything with you 'Cause we'll just say terrible things about one another and I'm already feeling like I'm being smothered (Oh's and Ah's...) It's inevitable you're gonna tell me you love me And I will say it back to you and sometimes I will mean it But not all the time I'm not always in the mood to love somebody else I can't even love myself Dead pieces of a shipwreck Nobody had an interest in collecting them I wanna go for a walk, I wanna go for a walk with you But I don't wanna talk I don't wanna talk about anything with you 'Cause we'll just say terrible things about one another and I'm already feeling like I'm being smothered

If holy, then I'm only what a dead martyr told me about a voice that came booming just like the sound of a solar body dying exploding in heaven crying Out of an enormous porcelain cloud it came down like a diamond rainfall sacred cow herds all tipping over crushing flowers in an orchard of cowards Is this really what we want? Our children poisoned by belief, an atavistic, anachronistic useless thing? Is this really what we want Tiny people tails falling off...

You were the sun Ringing hollow And I was the one that you followed Blind eyes, trusting soul Warm as your love Felt like rain falling Down on the farm Where we swung our arms Every light in the midnight marvel Has a name it goes by But it doesn't know it Separate lives lived around the others Built like a hive In a dead tree in the desert isles cleared for miles Tear apart the sinew and skin Wrap yourself around the pith Tear apart the sin you're in Revel in what's good about it

All empires eventually fall back into the Earth as if they never at all towered high above the dirt, and stared into the eye of the Sun, calling the Devil's bluff with a loaded gun jammed into your lungs. Gagging on the barrel of some metallic and holy love that's only given to you this way when enough is enough. You took everything you could and never gave anything back. Now you're just paying for the suffering of every poor corpse under the floor boards in the back. Sleeping on the street in some city that you can't recall ever traveling to, what a pity, yeah… Can't you see that everything is crumbling down around you and everybody else too Animal eyes Try to reconstruct the world But the images reflected back Are inadequate maps of a map The futility of communicating Anything imbued with meaning Between two human beings Is a pipe dream waiting for a deep sleep Leaving in the heat of the moment to avoid a fall whenever running away from the foment, oh no I can't breathe When everything is weighing me down and surrounding me with everybody else who….