Open up cause it’s cold outside,
Living in a world where the sun won’t rise,
I don’t want to walk along those lines,
What you gonna do when that gold don’t shine?
When that soul goes blind?
When the wrongs won’t right?
When the song goes….on the track and I know that I’m alive!
This is a cause and effect,
Pleading for a bargain cause the lawyer’s a wreck,
You better show some respect,
This is what the world hasn’t grown to accept,
How were we to know when the factory is on?
They left us a mess cause they had to be gone,
Listen to the critics get chatterbox friendly,
We used to play nice, but we’re better off deadly,
This is a family affair,
The martyr of the party when they handed me a prayer,
After this is said and done they’ll have to be amazed,
Forgetting what this feels like, that will be the day,
And they’ll naturally complain,
When they fractured all the frames,
So you can fasten me in place,
I’m on call when they’re passing me the blame.

What will you remember when it goes to dust?
Writing on your skin how you’re so in love,
Thirsty cause you’re drinking out of broken cups,
This can be dismissed if you open up.

I’ve decided to start writing with I,
I’ve conceded to stop writing with we,
The more I read and the more I really see,
How much we disagree, the space that lay between,
I really mean it, I’m talking mountains,
But I doubt you really see it, The tension mounting,
The place spins around me, I hear it sounding,
So many words but so few worth counting, me too,
Guilty of the homily, running from it honestly,
But I never thought it’d be, honey for the colony,
But a worker bee gone rogue,
Still a worker bee but a long rope,
So I make my songs slow,
Make a soft sound at a hard slope, I don’t know,
Maybe I lost my edge,
It all depends on what you see ahead,
I ain’t been on a flat road in a minute,
Been trying to fidget this thread out the needle head,
I could be less rigid, but that’s me,
Always trying to make it me, fold it up,
The stitching always fit the way I wanted so I let it Open Up.

What will you remember when it goes to dust?
Writing on your skin how you’re so in love,
Thirsty cause you’re drinking out of broken cups,
This can be dismissed if you open up.