Ninety-five South

The aftertaste of cigarettes still in my mouth

The smell of your perfume still stuck in my clothes

We do not dare speak of what everyone already knows

I wrote you a song for every city you'd been

You left every time a new season rolled in

Why you had to go, I could never understand

Were you looking for yourself or just a helping hand?

I've been trying to reach you

I need you to teach me

Just what I am

You said I could call, I could call you anytime

But I feel you and I have crossed some very thin lines

So now I don't know where I stand amongst this mess

I've been searching with no luck for the answers deep inside my chest

Overhead the stars were shining for just us two

You were as happy with me as I was with you

First you kissed my hand, then you kissed my cheek

Then you turned my face and said, "Darling, you are all I see."

Now the weather's cold and you are away

As the sun rose I knew you couldn't stay

Now I'm stuck in Jersey, I don't know what to do

And I don't know how to stop myself from loving you

I believe in the aesthetic.
I believe in the mystic but not the medic.

The rain providing the backdrop for sad, slow songs. Sadness filling my heart, filling the room, filling the world. Boys and girls singing of pain they have never experienced, myself included. Knowing nothing of loving. Giving added weight to a weightless affair. Believing things to be more than they are. Watching it slip away in a matter of moments. Coping and failing.

How many second chances does it take
How many promises do you have to break
Before "This is the last time"
Is really the last time

How many things have to go wrong
How many things must go awry
Before "Everything is gonna be fine"
Is really gonna be fine

Well I know who you are
And I know where you've been
And I've learned not to believe you when you say
"It won't happen again"

Well I know you
And we are nothing but lovers and fools
Chasing love and getting fooled
In this God-forsaken cyclical circle of perpetual doubt

Well I've been stuck thinking
About life and how I'm living these days
So sit down and bottoms up
'Cause I'm certain, yeah, I'm certain that there's no way to get out


That's all I've got so far.

My habits have gotten worse
But I think my heart has grown
I think I've given more love
Than that which I've been shown

I Wrote This Today

Send some Southern sun
Send some waves my way
Ain't nothing but snow and Jersey blues here
At the end of every day

I'll be missing you
When you're on the beach
Though your heart is locked up
I hope your soul is finally free

You'll never know
How I will keep you close
In time I will show
That in me you'll always find a home

I still think
Of all those times
We'd stay out late
Then go on long morning drives

You'd tell me secrets
As I held your hand
I'd say things
That only you could understand

Whatever happened to the beauty in our lives?
All I see is sadness and pain when I look into your eyes
There's just a few weeks left 'til we can go on another drive
So please come home, but take your time
Then you'll see how pretty life can be.