There are ghosts in Apple Town

Leading folks around

With parlor tricks and puppetry

We volunteered our strings

All this for a tiny instant of consideration

To get picked and stand before you and your glorious vision

Judgment, your fingers flick and the heads start rolling

Why then are we still friends with the headless horsemen

As the blood runs it leaves the others to say

Oh, why can’t there be a better way

So one last time, I scraped my head off the floor

And I won’t be stepping out here, no I won’t be stepping out here no more

These ghosts exist without remorse

Pile on another corpse

Forgot what they’re working toward

Just tending to this chore

All this for a tiny instant of consideration

To get picked and stand before you and your glorious vision

Judgment, your fingers flick and the heads start rolling

Why then are we still friends with the headless horsemen

Got picked, and ideal fit, so congratulations

Stay poised, there’s too much noise when your guard starts caving

One peep, disturbs their sleep and the heads start rolling

Why then are we still friends with the headless horsemen

Tea leaves spin and settle down in the cup

She said I still don’t think you’re number’s up so

Summer called so I have left for the day

‘Cause this is worse than I imagined it’d be

It’s been a year now, to the date since

Baggage claims and, tycoon coffee slingers

I still remember, your timid laugh

The endless gasp and, shameless shaking fingers

It haunted you that I shook too

I’m still learning the lost art of losing battles

Here you are

Why have you come so far

To see the falling stars 

Burn up and fall apart

I got the picture, it’s evident you’ve

Mailed me in, you’re on to greener pastures

I’m left to wonder, are his obsidian

Eyes the prize that, cast the spell you’re under

If I were you I’d choose him too

I’m still learning the lost art of choosing battles

There you are

Why did you come so far

To see a falling star

Burn up and fall apart

Leave it to me

Discovering a wounded dove in the spring

I’ll be your crutch, I’ll be the key

Do you believe is Sasquatch

Pegasus, Loch Ness, and Santa Clause

Hanging your wish on a shooting star

Saw your wings take lift and

Then, watched you fall back down

Saw the gates of heaven

Come crashing to the ground

Formed the perfect prison

Pearly bars in every cell

You can’t love the prisoner

In the pearly gates of hell

I’ve heard it said

Blood is thicker than water, just that

One needs the other naturally

I do believe in sour notes

Blood clots, bad jokes, and sore spots

Betting it all on a losing cause

Saw your wings take lift and

Then, watched you fall back down

Saw the gates of heaven

Come crashing to the ground

Formed the perfect prison

Pearly bars in every cell

You can’t love the prisoner

In the pearly gates of hell

Is this the last time I let you break my heart

Or just the first time

Is this the life I had asked for from the start

Or just a good lie

A young Colton thinks he’s cracked the code

Between news feeds and binging episodes

They’re all towing the same line

A perpetual useful exercise

To collectively numb and hypnotize

We’re just sick cells 

Attacking ourselves

Until our brains swell

This might not end well

A young Cannon thinks he’s caught the scent

To who’s feeding the fast-food arguments

They’re all cut from the same cloth

Ensure capital gains a slashing costs

And don’t roll in the mud with all of us

We’re just sick cells 

Attacking ourselves

Until our brains swell

This might not end well

Searching for heroes

Among CEO’s

Waging this turf war

(We) Bought and we pay for

And your savior was a poor man

Folks who adore him

Fight tooth & nail to keep the ever growing

Cups overflowing

And they’re married to the chains

Clearly you’re beside yourself thinking you could be

A white knight with a fairytale happy ending

But beauty is a buffer, the shimmer’s come and gone

Was it the well between continents overdrawn

When the sun hits the skyrise, I’m crossing the line

The label on the bottle won’t tell you what you want

Still, you beg with every swallow for truth to come

And force yourself to see the rift forming in her eyes

As the stitches in your chest stretch and come untied

When the sun hits the skyline, I’m breaking what’s mine

Call to me, Don’t walk away, From my crumbling, Soul

When the sun hit the skyline, I’d broken what’s mine

Chloe’s commanding the Dynast(ie)

I’m just the minstrel before the gallery

She’s swept away by a melody

And she seems all too pure, to just ignore

Inviting open doors, with no desire to try

So just take my heart, break it in two, and you, can see inside, what it’s whittled down to

Fairness, she fled in the dead of night

Over oblivious towns, she flashes by

Observing us like a satellite

Why would she waste her time, on absent minds

Whose wishes don’t align, with no desire to try

So just take my heart, break it in two, and you, can see inside, what it’s whittled down to

I could have gone with the safer plan

Guiding the ship back to earth for new commands

I swore this time would be different

I was all too sure, that lightning strikes

Two or three times a night, I’ve no desire to fight it

So just take my heart, break it in two, and you, can see inside, what it’s whittled down to

These infant souls are vulnerable

So we conceived the scarecrow

Naturally enough, careless with your love

Your skin is shredded up, tattered and tainted

And for the tides to stem, before the bleeding ends

Bolster your defense, spare no expenses

So masterful, you’re all alone

In a symphony of scarecrows

And every strand of straw, and every piece of cloth

Are merely fragments of what you believed in

And new commitments are, to perfect the art

Of trying to pull apart, the puzzle pieces

So sink or swim in Switzerland

And pile up the lies, embarrassing heights and

Strike a spark, throw the torch

And burn them alive, dance in the firelight

Atop the planet spinning

Paradise before the valley floor

I’ll hold your waist and you can

Brush the clouds above

Romeo, that’s not how it goes

I ache, you blush, the static rush

Those desperate eyes, the final touch

And so we’re pried apart by forces beyond ours

It’s written in the starred sadistic reaches

Intoxicating words, assembled just for her

Are ashes in the dirt of vacant spaces

If you hear me speaking, it’s time to let go

From that thread you are dangling, and can’t hold out indefinitely

The leaves on the trees and their withered release is a symptom of coming snow

The chill on your breath says it’s time to let go

Oh Oh Oh Oh, stop fanning the flames below

Please, cure this nagging disease

You’re the one, in my dreams

Who recovers me

Please, wipe the dirt from your sleeves

Untie the rope, find the road

To recovery

You wouldn’t leave if you’d seen what I saw

I’ve walked barefoot through broken glass, for shards of contentedness

A lost puzzle piece from celestial bodies is a gift that you can’t bestow

You wouldn’t leave if you knew what I know

Oh, you’re fanning the flames below

Please, cure this nagging disease

You’re the one, in my dreams

Who recovers me

Please, wipe the dirt from your sleeves

Untie the rope, find the road

To recovery

Late September possessed the star contender 

Ten miles of wounded soldiers before the worst is over

What makes my wish to sow the seeds, commence the harvest

Mislead, farfetched, too immense and over lavish 

How’s it, knowing, your cup is always overflowing

Want it, have it, never earning nervous habits

Call the police, or call me an ambulance

I saw the crime, I might be the victim

Breathe life into me, and i’ll tell you everything

Every detail for the artist rendering

The curves in her face, are flawless it’s crazy 

She stares back at me, and makes me feel dizzy

Her skin is the shade, of snow in the Andes

Sank teeth in my veins, bloods been escaping 

For three days or longer and that seems impossible

I’m crazy, because you baited me 

Now forced to, question everything I knew 

I loved you, because you told me to that

Affords you, a twisted point of view 

Last stop Bangkok, first on the scene, his jaw dropped

Came for parades and pandas, not bloody streams in bathtubs 

What makes your wish, to sail the sea and catch a prize fish 

Mislead, farfetched, so immense and so dishonest 

You kept, secrets, just towed the line of distant reaches 

Stopped at cracked masts, burning sails and vast hull breaches

Call me a priest, or find me an exorcist

I saw the being, a phantom that can’t exist

Seeped in my brain, and took over ground control

Dropped all the planes, without even blinking 

And she has a way of waltzing its crazy 

Her hips turn and sway, she floats above everything 

Entrancing me, my legs become flimsy 

But she sank those planes, without even offering

Three days or longer, negotiating room

I’m crazy, because you baited me 

Now forced to, question everything I knew 

I loved you, because you told me to that 

Affords you, a twisted point of view

Hey lady, in spite of everything 

I loved you, in fact I think I still do 

I won’t do, the things you ask me to that

Afford you, a twisted point of view

Your heart’s in Corsica Island, the sea breeze and white sand

So I took swimming lessons, but it’s too far to swim

You deserve a sailor or the captain of a fleet, so your dream’s complete

I’m working on it, but sometimes I get seasick

My English is a weakness, all metaphors and limericks

So I search your favorite music, for poetry that’s perfect

You deserve Springstein, you deserve Tom Waits

A human being, I make some mistakes

I’m not Lennon or McCartney, I’m just me

Is it too late for me darling

Have I fallen from a place I can’t climb

Perhaps somewhere deep inside me

There’s a luster that’s just waiting to shine

But I’m not Springstein, I’m not Tom Waits

A human being, I make some mistakes

I’m not a starlet, but I might be worth it