Andy

You and I and our three ghosts
Always sharing spaces
Searching for another host
Locked in constant stasis
Tell me once that I'm intact
Breaking pots of violets
Bending needles, threading facts
Through our five heart's eyelets

You think the way you want to touch the sky
Will never be reflected in your darkened eyes

Horizontal raining drops
Always coming at me
Yellow lightning, make it stop
As I told him flatly

You think the way you want to touch the earth
Will never follow you as you assess its worth
You think the way you want to touch the sky
Will never make you see the world with blood-red eyes

You and I and three more ghosts
Taking bodies over
Double-checking, taking notes
To reread when we're sober

You think the way you want to touch the mind
Will be there after you've been left behind

Say another word
And I'll come running to your rescue
Smoke another joint
And I'll be there, trying to hallucinate with you
But I know that you
Are never alone, not tonight
And I know that you
Are never alone, not with your gods in your sight

So look into my eyes
And you'll see explosions and diaries of do-gooders
Take a step back
And we'll resurrect on the moons of Jupiter
And you know that I
Am never alone, not tonight
And you know that I
Am never alone, not when there's monsters to fight

But I'll save the wine
For when you're with me
Next time it storms
That's when we'll break out the glasses and bottles of whiskey
And I hope that you
Are never alone on nights like tonight
And I hope that you
Are never alone with your thoughts and candlelight

And I hope that we
Are not alone

I want to be a Green Lantern
I want a powerful will
But I'm just a black and white vampire
Forced to feed and forced to kill

I want to be a messiah
I want the power of truth
But I'm just a cynical actor
Forced to play John Wilkes Booth

I want to be a Kryptonian
I want to be superhuman
But I know that with all that power
I would spell the planet's doom and

I want to be with Sinestro
I want to be Agent Orange
I want to be a Red Lantern
I want to be a Red Lantern

I have a rocket ship
It's empty and it's green
It's taking me back home now
When I close my eyes
I see the whole world burn
Starting with my own house

And oh, what a pleasant sight
'Cause there's nothing for me in there
And I left my guitar inside
But strangely, I can't seem to care

I had a garden
Where I grew the fuel
For my interstellar drive
But then a fungus spread
And killed off all the plants
Just months after they came to life
So I looked up the scientist
Who lives inside my skull
He fueled it with my vision
And running through the darkness
I saw a nauseous glow
I had a premonition

And oh, what a pleasant sight
'Cause there's nothing for me in there
And I left my guitar inside
But strangely I can't seem to care

Tell me your name and I'll make your pain go away
Too many choices are life and death these days
Tell me a story, I'll do my best to make it true
Too many secrets remain unshared between me and you

And I am eating away at my soul
And you are pushing me farther away
But you remind me of someone I know
Or at least somebody I knew back in May

Flip me a coin and I'll be hoping for tails or heads
Skim over details, I'll climb back into your bed
I sing you a song, but the lyrics are nothing but words
How many times do I have to tell you before you're assured?

And I am eating away at my soul
And you are pushing me farther away
But you remind me of someone I know
Or at least somebody I knew back in May

Tell you that I am a ghost just so you'll be aware
Tell me you trust me and I'll believe you, I swear
Too many outcomes are left to mutual lies
You know that I am a victim of broken and helpless eyes

I once had a girl, had a girl
And her eyes were the color of meteor steel
She said "we can have fun for a while"
As she led me to a room full of circuits and vials
And I said, "what is this place?"
And she said "just a room full of time to waste"

As I sat with my girl in the room
I picked up my guitar and played macabre tunes
She said "don't you know anything else?"
And I said "you can only play what you know well"
And she said, "do you know what?"
And she said "never mind, just an afterthought"

We shouted our smoke at the walls
And the circuitry sparked and I started to fall
When I came to the room wasn't far
But my girl was suspended inside of a jar
And I said "what feeling's this?"
And she said "here's your only proof love exists"

She's an angel but I say this not because the voice she's got
Because she lacks free will
She has smoked the leaves off of the tree of life, she walks the other side
But her legs can't lay still
He is just a boy, he was forced to be a man
He can't tell right from wrong
Being thrust upon this hate he doesn't understand
But he swears it makes him strong

He's an arsonist, if you could change his mind between the orange shine
Would he be much happier?
Every single time he's granted clarity he wants insanity
So he fills his mind with her
She is just a girl, forced to be a beacon of hope
For the passion they both share
She has seen the very worst, she's been battered, she's been choked
But her heart doesn't seem to care

She's an angel but I don't say that because of what she lacks
Because she's got six wings
She will walk the world collecting fireflies until the day she dies
On a million tiny strings

So you told me
That I couldn't stop a train
All I wanted
Was to hear those words again
To hear her say those words
Leave the light on
As they're taking her away
Leave the light on
Molly's coming out to play
And she's a vicious girl

With all that I've been through
With everything I see
I want to share with you
My personality
You think I'm full of shit
The feeling's mutual
I'll take another hit
As you finish your bottle

As a monster
Drifts in and out of thoughts
That I'm having
I will pull out all the stops
I'm partying with Ben
When we regrouped
Words were flying through the air
Accusations
Slightly more than I would dare
To venture on my friend

With all that I've been through
With everything I see
I want to share with you
My personality
You think I'm full of shit
The feeling's mutual
I'll take another hit
As you finish your bottle

Turn the lights on
Chris says that it is time
LED screens
Read double-zero nine
My watch says six o'clock
When you come home
I might be here, I might not
But the monster's
Still sitting with my thoughts
Inside twenty-seven rocks

With all that I've been through
With everything I see
I want to share with you
My personality
You think I'm full of shit
The feeling's mutual
I'll take another hit
As you finish your bottle

Our social anxieties
Lead us to be gods
Bullwhips and diaries
And records of broads
We beg for the right to live
Live free and die fast
Our visions are transitive
Our history's math

We are just a group of motherfucking wasters
Always starting fights with bullets in our phasers
I don't wanna be another pointless rebel
Turn up all the mids and shunt the fucking treble
Now we look down on you
So feel it in your veins
With all that's pure and skew
Your hero's Goddamn shame

With all our tubes red and you
Patrolling common ground
All it's taught me to do
Is panic by the pound
The things I'm allowed to feel
Are never good enough
As haunting as it's unreal
We're logical constructs

We are just a group of motherfucking wasters
Always starting fights with bullets in our phasers
I don't wanna be another pointless rebel
Turn up all the mids and shunt the fucking treble
Now we look down on you
So feel it in your veins
With all that's pure and skew
Your hero's Goddamn shame

With china white as a Klan
And half as obscure
Don't lie and say that's a man
When you're so unsure
And now we look down on you
So feel it in your veins
Your so-called love pure and skew
You're such a fucking shame

We are just a group of motherfucking wasters
Always starting fights with bullets in our phasers
I don't wanna be another pointless rebel
Turn up all the mids and shunt the fucking treble
We beg for the right to live
Live free and die fast
When vision's transitive
We look to your past

The soloist of life
Floats on the back of his Mercedes
A noble steed though it is
It's still made of red composite

So now you know
There is a book with a broken spine
Bleeding its words onto the floor
'Cause it can't move past chapter three

Maybe I'll listen to the wind if I want to
Maybe I'll listen to Tech N9ne if I want to
Tell me to tell you a story, you'll be disappointed
Maybe we should both stop listening

The tides of war
Can't be turned by a rising moon
A surfing man may have
His life's work cut out for him now
Just one guitar
Can preach a pretty song or two
Eating out, maybe her heart
'Cause someone'll always understand

Maybe I'll listen to the wind if I want to
Maybe I'll listen to Tech N9ne if I want to
Tell me to tell you a story, you'll be disappointed
Maybe we should both stop listening

The soloist of life
Could preach a pretty song or two
Bleeding his words out to the floor
But he's made of lead composite
And while we swing
From building to treetop and back again
Listen to the wind blow past your ears
You won't be disappointed