Dinosaur Dance Floor
Lifejackets
Lighthouse
Sanctuary
Silent Fire
Sleepwalkers
Spirals
Vapour Trail
Voyage
Waiting Room

Dinosaur Dance Floor

Street lights, no guarantee
from assassins, in the dark…
you are one false move from losing everything you are,
sat along a busy wall of senses
it’s a smoke screen,
and with slight trepidation
It must of eluded your memory,
it must of eluded your memory

a crystal ball,  that shines and, glows out
we pray and we hope for something,
maybe we’ll see it one last time
maybe we’ll feel it one last time

you’re not alone in feeling,
fragile and half confused,
a heightened sense of inability
you’re tirelessly unaware,
precariously, you hold out your hand,
without hazard lights,
the translation is to either sink or swim
it’s to either sink or swim..

a crystal ball,  that shines and, glows out
we pray and we hope for something,
maybe we’ll see it one last time
maybe we’ll feel it one last time

you have no control
you have no control
you have no control
you have no control

Lifejackets

These hallways are, open to decision
just remember to keep both feet on the ground…
not a sign, just a face their reminding you of
what one day, you wished you had

Pulled in the wrong direction
Something got lost in translation

are you hoping for just that something,
lifejackets,
or a sign that gives away
And I was there when you shot yourself
in the back with a ball and chain

Pulled in the wrong direction
Something’s  lost within translation
Pulled in the wrong direction
Something’s  lost within translation

Lighthouse

morning sun,
you watch and you wait, as the light fills your eyes
a scrapbook of ideas, not thought since you were 9 years old,
overflow, like confessions of little white lies,
let them go, and remember to hold on tight,

say goodbye, to everything you’ve ever known,
you don’t need them anymore,
just dont think twice, to that brand new life

raindrops surround
as the daylight begins to fade ,
you close your eyes
to find your lighthouse where it’s warm and safe tonight,
re-arranged and pulled apart,
you shuffle until your settled in
your settled in,

woah
you will find
woah
you will find
your little piece
of sunlight

Sanctuary

cut out words dressed up and knowhere to go
loopholes on fire in the back of your mind,
Instinct skips a heart beat
it transpires and follows you, out of the window
a lack of sleep, two hands align
you’ll end up just a skeleton in your bed

Just to find
Just to find
somewhere thats safe inside
somewhere thats safe inside

Paper chains that, climb a stairway, to a castle in the sky
a storm cloud followed by, the sound of thunder
in your back yard, sense and nonsense, are pulled apart
and rebuilt to form a straight line

Just to find
Just to find
somewhere thats safe inside
somewhere thats safe inside

Silent Fire

So much for ever seeing the signs
you put your foot first
and you got burned by the fire,
and you don’t know where it came from,
and so much for, ever knowing this time
you’ve got your hands tied
it’s like throwing yourself to the lions,
you still don’t know where it came from

Inside, or outside
these one way lies
a walkthrough guide is a million miles away
Inside, or outside
these one way lies
I know, I know
one day you’ll see sunshine

Just settle down now
it’s not as hard as it looks
a ball and chain tied
around your ankles
a storm in a teacup,
Your misguided
next time you’ll always think twice
you wear your heart on your sleeve
it battles on the front line
on the front line,

Inside, or outside
these one way lies
a walkthrough guide is a million miles away
Inside, or outside
these one way lies
I know, I know
one day you’ll see sunshine

Sleepwalkers

So here you stand again
with your senses blown, open wide
So draw a deep breath
fall down and let your feet touch the ground
Or play another round
and cast aside some doubt,
be picked up and brushed aside
it’s scripted like a slideshow..

Too much for you
two feet first, you’ll lose yourself,
So make a map of directions
and put it to plan

Holding on for dear life
under illusions, and false pretenses
you are just falling apart..

Too much for you
two feet first, you’ll lose yourself,
So make a map of directions
and put it to plan

Hopes of tomorrow
are a daydream to come true
so countdown the last minute
and retrace your steps

Spirals

hearts beating faster, paper chains,
all wrapped in affinity
progress slips through the back door
and escapes like a thief in the night

its nothing more
than eyes in the back of your head

And I said to, hold on
this could be your only chance
so go and take it
your never alone in this

doors slam shut, a bullet to the head
shipwrecked on a shoreline
made of stone, you wait until
two hands pass like sailers at sea

maybe nows the time
maybe theses spirals will form straight line

Vapour Trail

A vapour trail
just a motion in the sky,
you can’t hear the wind amongst the trees
a line, a hurdle,  of monsters to pushaway
from you,
as silver turns to grey
all communication is lost…

and it’s too late…
waiting with bated breath, I can’t feel you now,
and it’s too late now
I’ll hide, inside my hideaway

Upside down,
but you cant see both sides, at the same time,
we both, knew our decisions,
whispers misguided, we were the last ones out of the door
and as silver turns to grey
all communications lost…

and it’s too late,
waiting with bated breath, I can’t feel you now,
and it’s too late now
I’ll hide, inside a hideaway

Voyage

you dance, like fire,
freedom dangles on a string in front of you
wrapped up, in tenterhooks,
pacing up and down on glass ceilings

put on parade
put on parade

Somehow,
silhouettes, have to be left behind
somehow things have to change

Ignore, the ignorance
ideas to ideals, you carry it behind your eyes
until, you cross that line
you’re still pacing up and down on glass ceilings

Waiting Room

So here it is, a spotlight shines on the face of your life,
the truth is a whisper, it sits and lies here alone in your eyes
you’ll turn your intentions,  and you’ll never forget
we’re weaving a future from a shadowed past

and it seems to be
that I’m still dreaming, in my waiting room of hopes and dreams
but i’ve wasted my time,
i think I’ve lost it all
I know I’ll have to find my way home

these images are staring and fading through
and your standing on the edge of the world, looking in,
slipping quietly deeper, it’s pulling you away
a slow transition of these words that won’t hide

and it seems to be
that I’m still dreaming, in my waiting room of hopes and dreams
but i’ve wasted my time,
I think I’ve lost it all
I know I’ll have to find my way home
back home…
way home…
back home…