Lyrics

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

Papa San

One night could be our life.
Or it could have been just one night.
Nervously anticipating, I lay awake.
Wrapped in the warmth of enjoyment, for the moment.
But I know this hangs as a constant reminder of you.

Juliana Mystery.
I yearn to take your kiss as my own.
Juliana, Miss deceived,
my quiet smile hides more than you know.

Put aside your notion of insignificance.
Lay to rest your insecurities.
Watch as barriers fall like dominoes,
weakening the divide.
One night could be our life.
Or it could have been just one night.

Startling, yet somehow calm and so beautiful.
Pretending not to notice that I noticed.
I know this rings as a constant reminder to you.

Juliana Mystery.
I yearn to take your kiss as my own.
Juliana, Miss deceived,
my quiet smile hides more than you know.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

San Diego Song

Only through the eyes of pain
Have I been given sight of what really was.
You and I are of different worlds.
How could we ever expect to understand?

Now I stand alone
Dreaming of a feeling we once shared.
The feeling has brought me here today.
But now I'm alone and scared.

I couldn't have hoped for what we had.
But now for us both that feeling has passed.

Now I stand alone
Dreaming of a feeling we once shared.
The feeling has brought me here today.
But now I'm alone and scared.

Behind closed doors of my heart my emotions are piling up.
Trying to be the first to show their face.
What comes out next is anyone’s guess.

You have brought me here.
You have dug this hole.
Now I'm standing here dreaming of feeling no more.
No more.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

Dear Yesterday From Today

My first clever line has turned a blind eye to
the meaning it once held.
At the time, I wrote it down exactly as I felt.

One day I'll come clean within pages black and white.
With our hands…with our hands held tight.
All will be seen.
All the files of our minds will come to light.

Don't be surprised if you don't see your name.
It's not that I can't tell you, nor hidden in the shame.

Days have passed where nothing seems to happen.
The same three notes are circling my head again.
Then it comes and I catch myself laughing.
My mind has taken me where the music has never been.

You start to feel it inside.
You start to know in your mind.

Spiraling in a whirlpool of indecision.
But what comes out is pure and clear.
A pen stroke glides with surgical precision.
This is only the beginning.
Ushered on by strength and passion.
An urge too strong to ignore.

The hammer falls and it falls and it falls
and the beat drives forward.
Beckoning a sound to emerge.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

Ownlife

Come let me whisper in your ear
I’ll tell you all you wish to hear
I’ll tell you that you’re not alone
And take control

You’ve never felt this you swear
The guilt is far too much to bear
I offer just a hint of comfort
And take control

Lay down
With a scorpion my dear
Lay down
Mix the poison with the pleasure and the passion

I want you to do what I want you to

Tip the scales with just one touch
You’re reaching out a bit too much
Either way we’ve lost the balance so now what

Lay down
With a scorpion my dear
Lay down
Mix the poison with the pleasure and the passion

The pleasure of touch
And the passion that follows
And the power to end it all
With one poisonous kiss

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

"I don't mean to sound queer... but you have a nice ass for a guy."

Spend your days looking for someone to approve you.
Helplessly surrender.
Waste your words hoping someday you can relate to
Those you'll never be.

I won’t be a part of this…
I won’t be a part of this…
I won’t be a part of this lie.

Highlight to me the same sad stories repeated.
Without a clue how far you've fallen.

I'll take my leave now.
I won't be a part of this.
I'll make a stand.

It’s all quiet now.
Your fear of being alone has you pleading with thin air.
It’s all quiet now.
What makes you so sure your god cares?

Who's in charge of cleaning messes?
Clear this trash out of my way.

I'll take my leave now.
I won't be a part of this.
I'll make a stand.

Spend your days looking for someone to approve you.
Helplessly surrender.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

Stages

I have faced my faults here
have closed my eyes here
been left unguarded.
Impressions cannot hurt me anymore.

I have begged to stay here
have said goodnight here
before we parted.
The shadows cannot hurt me anymore.

I have bared my soul here
looked in your eyes here
told you my secrets.
The focus cannot hurt me anymore.

I have been let down here
have learned control here
have hidden my tears.
The shadows cannot hurt me anymore.

Searching for it
Longing for it
I have found…
I’ve found a safe place here.

I'm the one who asked to be
pushed and pulled for all to see.
I'm the one who needs to be
sheltered here.

Once envisioned as morning's memory
Overture to a dream
A place where anything’s possible
In the comfort of sleep

Now envisioned as clear reality
Substitute for a dream
Wide awake and focused.

Through pushing and driving
I've felt the pull.
To reach out.
To grab it.
To act within.

I have found a safe place here.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

Chupacabra

There's a question that haunts me.
I know the answer. Still,
Getting through to you has proven impossible.

You can blame it on all that can be changed.
Find the secret that makes it all go away.
There's no such thing.

Somewhere in the space between "goodbye" and "can we still be friends?"
You lost your sense of perception. Where does your reason lie now?

What Does it take to show you your one way street?
Signs beyond the obvious?
What will it take to show you your one way street?
Where does your reason lie now.

Deliberately, Delivering me, Blow by blow to insanity with a smile.

Not my idea of love. Not even for a second.

I suppose it might be difficult to handle the truth,
when all that you had has let you down.
But I bet it will be harder to hide the truth,
when you've run out of the words you've been given.

You can blame it on all that can be changed.
Find the secret that makes it all go away.
There's no such thing.

Bleed me dry for all I'm worth and sustain your self esteem.
Caught in a tangle of words. Dancing among meaning and reality.

Paraprhasing and phrasing. construct, deconstruct.
Doesn't it make sense? It doesn't have to.
I love you. You heard it. You know its still there.
Dig deeper. Wait longer. He'll soon come around.
Like hell I will.
I cannot love you now and never will.


Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

La Mort du Soleil

Put your eyes to the sky.
Gaze upon the giver, the giver of light.
10,000 degrees, as we spin like satellites.

Shout out like a solar flare.
New moon is coming, eclipse isn’t far behind.
The storm in the sky has just begun.
Darkness is coming. It’s only a matter of time.

We’ve just begun to learn its mysteries.
It’s singing out its secrets from inside.
In magnetic waves, it’s a song as old as time.

Caught in a shadow a hundred miles wide.
The umbra holds you deep inside.

The corona comes to life.

When day becomes the night,
You’ll have to shout it like a solar flare.
Darkness is coming.
You’ll have to shout it like a solar flare.
That it’s only a matter of time.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company

20th Century Motor Company

Your atrocities are hailed as the slogans for a better world.
“Come together! Live as one!”
Tugging on every loose thread of intellect until, stitch by stitch, we’ve come undone.

Look me in the eyes boy.
Tell me you don’t like what you see.
It’s falling down all around you.
You scream I haven’t done enough,
But I’ve carried your ass far too long.
Let’s see you stand alone.

How depraved must you be,
to know the true evil in what you scream
in your noblest voice?

Maybe you have no clue at all.

The whirlpool that swirls inside your selfless mind,
cannot hide your one confused choice.

Keep on your path of selfless righteousness,
soon you’ll see what I mean.
It won’t be long now.
When the finger of blame turns back around to point at you,
Will you see what I mean?
When you’ve destroyed every trace of ability,
All that’s left will be the mindless masses’ monstrous brutality.

This is who you’ve been fighting for.
Do you still love your brother now?
When you see them for who they really are,
How long before they turn on you?
Let’s just wait and see. Shall we?
Take us down. Make us one together.

Keep on your path of righteous selflessness,
Soon you’ll see what I mean.
Live for your brother and die by his hand.

Papa San || San Diego Song || Dear Yesterday From Today || Ownlife || "I don't mean to sound queer..." || Stages .. Chupacabra .. La Mort du Soleil .. 20th Century Motor Company