A Prelude To A Love Song

"These Static Laced Daydreams, They Sing Me To Sleep"

~Kurt Straube - Feeling Nothing (duet with A.M. Huffman)~

That quote came from a song written by Kurt Straube and myself.

This song was written, many months ago, by Kurt Straube and myself.

A Prelude to a Love Song

A small step
Out of line 
I broke character again
We had our roles
We knew our lines
We’d both been through this dance before
And in the dark
We softly waltzed 
Keeping time by the moon stars
Two lead roles
Top billing
The pressures on the house if filling

And so we held
Our souls entwined
Those roles we played
Those perfect lines
Your gentle eyes
Both ash and wine
Your scripted smile
Echoing mine

The understudies
Have been sent home
Beneath this mask I start to sweat
The lines are said
The marks are met
And like a thief you take your stand
I dropped my role
Begged for your hand
And as the scene falls to black
I thought I saw 
Beneath your eyes
Ruby red lips spread a little grin

And so we held
Our souls entwined
Those roles we played
Those perfect lines
I only wished
You’d read my mind
I’m not these words
There’s more to me

We didn’t have to play these roles
You didn’t need your character
We didn’t have to play these roles
We’re just a beggar and a thief

And so we held
Our souls entwined
Those roles we played
Those perfect lines
Those characters
Have gone and died
And the crowd has walked away

Going Home

"No names have been changed in order to protect the innocent. Angels protect the innocent as a matter of Heavenly routine."

~Kurt Vonnegut - Bagombo Snuff Box~

This song is autobiographical. Or auto-biographical. Kurt would know which is correct. (Kurt Straube...but Kurt Vonnegut would also know...but he's dead)

I been mixing up chemicals to make me right
Something for my head but I still want to drive
I guess I’m headed home now, little further down the road
I’ve been gone too long, I’m headed home
I’ve been gone, I’ve been gone
I’ve been gone too long, I’m headed home

Gasoline and neon signs burning through the night
Tunnel vision and stale air blowing through my mind
The road is real lonely, when it’s only the car and me
But I know I been down this stretch before
I’ve been down, and I’ve been out
But I know I been down this stretch before

But all the traffic signs
They tell me to slow down
But I don’t trust the symptoms till I break
I don’t want to take this pill
Because I know it makes me ill
But it’s the price I pay to see another day

I see a child on the side of the road, with a skinned up knee
Blood soaked gauze as she looks at me
She’s been busted up fell fate to gravity
She tried to climb too high, just like me
Next time she won’t look so high, won’t risk the fall
Next time she probably just won’t try at all

I see children being left behind all around this town
Mothers working extra shifts for a girl’s prom gown
No money’ not an issue, when you’ve got too much
But we just try to help each other by
Yeah we’ve been cold, and we’ve been hungry
But we just try to help each other by

Baby cries through endless nights, just down the hall
I think of what my mamma did, and she did it all
We never missed a meal, lucky as we were
I don’t think I’d have nothing if it weren’t for her
Oh sure we fought, we had it out real bad
but I don’t think I’d have nothing if it weren’t for her

Amy (had a baby)

"You get nauseous now as he speaks to you
Such proper language for acts so cruel"

~Bright Eyes - Amy in the White Coat~

This song was inspired by the Bright Eyes song "Amy in the White Coat", possibly the saddest song I've ever heard (up there with "Where the Wild Rose Grows" by Nick Cave and "Cold Water" by Damien Rice) and inspired me to use the character in a song of my own. Amy is Amy. Used with no permission.

Amy had a baby
A little piece of her
Now she’s got a reason
To get out of her bed
She hears the baby crying
Glad it’s not inside her head
Now everything’s real
Since Amy had her baby
Autumn leaves are turning brown
And the dirt is frozen grey
Green grass from the mountain pass
Stopped Amy in her tracks
And as the babies crying
Amy wants to stop trying
Alone and cold on the rocky moon
Amy’s gonna keep the baby

And now Amy’s missing
Her baby’s daddy
Now Amy’s twisting
She’s twisting ropes
She looks like her mother
It kills her inside
And her older sisters
He knew them too

Baby’s got no name
No words for Amy to confuse
She just calls him baby
Like she used to be called too
She gives him his bottle
And he drinks it all down
Then she picks up her bottle
A chokes one more down

And now Amy’s missing
Her baby’s daddy
Now Amy’s twisting
She’s twisting ropes
She looks like her mother
It kills her inside
And her older sisters
He knew them too 

Amy had a baby
A little piece of her
Now she’s got a reason
Now she’s got a reason

untitled piano song

"I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona"
~ Bright Eyes - June on the West Coast~

I wrote this song tonight.
I wrote a few songs tonight.

This song was written on piano. I don't play piano...well, I don't play it well.

I’ve been talking to an angel
She’s got her hair dyed black as midnight
And I’ve got a feeling
She knows how I’m feeling

Elmhurst Drive had made me weary
And Slater broke my will to fight
I got knocked down
I got knocked out

I’ve been watching how the wind blows
Working on courage to tell you
How I love you
How I love you

(no lyrics)

I wake slowly in the morning
Double check my empty bed
It’s still warm
From your skin

The sun moves slowly in the sky
Our love moves slowly through my mind
Smoke from a candle
Blown out for the night

I’ve been talking to an angel
She’s got her hair dyed black as midnight
And I’ve got a feeling
She knows how I’m feeling