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   Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Brand New Day By John Carter

We'll sit around in circles
And join hands around a fire
We'll pretend we know what's happening
And wait to be inspired

We sing and we dance
And we leave it all to chance
When we stumble through the darkness
To a brand new day
We stand in awe and wonder
Of the magic spell we're under
And we stumble through the darkness
To a brand new day

We wander in the forest
Of our limitless desire
We squander all our fortune
Simply trying to get higher

We sing and we dance
And we leave it all to chance
When we stumble through the darkness
To a brand new day
We stand in awe and wonder
Of the magic spell we're under
And we stumble through the darkness
To a brand new day





   Tuesday, July 13, 2004
To You By John Carter

I'm feeling like a monolith
Some lingering lonely column
You see, I've fallen off a cliff
But I can't find the bottom

I'm speeding toward destiny
Destiny looks like a wall
I didn't lose my sanity
You know I gave it all

To you
To you, to make you see
To you
To you, a part of me

I'm standing in a room
And looking out the window
Alone in this cold womb
I have nothing to show

I'm looking down the road
Horizons seem so small
I wonder where I'll go
I think I'll let it fall

To you
To you, to make you see
To you
To you, a part of me...



   Monday, July 12, 2004
Lonesome Liar By John Carter

What am I supposed to do
Just sit around and wait for you?
How am I supposed to feel
When what I'd give you choose to steal?

Whatever happened to the lonesome liar
Blinded by passion, numb with desire
Wishing for love, but looking for lust
Working for treason while hoping for trust

Who am I supposed to be
With all these voices inside me?
Where am I supposed to go
In a world that I don't know?

Whatever happened to the lonesome liar
Blinded by passion, numb with desire
Wishing for love, but looking for lust
Working for treason while hoping for trust...





   Thursday, July 08, 2004
What Can You Do By John Carter

What can you do with love
What do you do when hearts break down
What can you do with love
Who can you turn to
Who will you run to
What do you do when hearts break down?

I had love
The greatest love
If only for a time
I knew love
The killing kind
If only it were mine

You can do no great things
Only little things
With great amounts of love
You can climb no mountains,
You can't touch the sky
Unless a lover pulls you up above


What can you do with love
What do you do when hearts break down
What can you do with love
Who can you turn to
Who will you run to
What do you do when hearts break down?

I knew a girl
She held my heartstrings in one hand
And a switchblade in the other
A puppeteer
She made me dance and made me cry
But I loved her like no other

You can speak no evil
You can do no wrong
Only different kinds of right
You can see no ending
You don't see it coming
Until it's too late to fight

What can you do with love
What do you do when hearts break down
What can you do with love
Who can you turn to
Who will you run to
What do you do when hearts break down?



   Wednesday, July 07, 2004
She was shaking and talking
Louder and louder
Each sentence was sifted
To a very fine powder
Her face was wet and tight
Her grip was cold and light
A strong wind could blow you down
I heard myself say
Wait up girl
A strong wind
Could take me away

I said how long have
You been at large
They told me you were stashed
Last time i asked
She said I've been out now
For all of three hours
I just resurfaced
And here you are
I must admit
That it has been hard
So far

I said skeletons are fine
Your closet or mine
And we took turns recounting
The details of lost time
And when we had both
Admitted it all
We threw our heads back
And laughed until we cried
We laughed because the world
Is absurd and beautiful and small

There we were
Washed up on the curb
As the rush hour traffic
Went out with the tide
And I was aware that
With every word spoken and shared
I could see her shaking subside
I said sister looks to me
Like you're going to be fine