Fall To My Knees - the next time I see you I'm going to fall to my knees. The sands of time have moved so slow, I'm going to drop to my knees. The message will be made so clear, I can't fall any further than the floor. My words are weak but I'm at your feet, and I've never felt more at home. And what I need the most is not the holy ghost but a chance for you to fall into the arms of a man who quit praying and devotes all of his thoughts to you. I hate to see you standing there in the aftermath of love. The wreckage of a soaring heart that somehow fell from above. The debris may be a safe place to hide but you've got to try and love again. Your blue eyes have gone cold but I can see they still hold a world I want to walk within. Tiger-eyes, fire flies, the mystery of creation. When I saw you it all came true, a savior has arrived. The poet's words, before absurd, have taken on new meaning. Come with me, stay with me, don't leave me here just dreaming. My brother left in search of truth, my sister prosperity. I can't think of anything I'd rather find than you with me. And though it's not Versailles, I see no reason why, we couldn't fall in love right here. And though the stars in my place are just paper and paste, they still glow whenever you walk near.

Hour Of Need - put your hand in to test the water, looks like you're going under. Claw your way up the social ladder, you passed out in front of the pastor. Found yourself with some brand new money, too bad you pawned your childhood memories. Made arrangements with the local bartender, but was the trade really legal tender. You found your favorite sin, was not as simple as it once had been. How low you'll go, in your hour of need. The rules won't always bend, there seems to be no end to what you'll do in your hour of need. You fall down, someone picks you up, they should have left you where you sell your stuff. You fell in with the trendy artists, until they discovered you were this year's novice. They say your little gem, is not as precious as it once had been. The scars appear above the paint; and I guess your little toy, was passed around by a few of the boys. What's left to lose in your hour of need? A nightly guest at the Hotel Florence, and now you'll sleep with anyone low rent. To finally drink from expensive glassware, only to turn around and then pass out there. You found your favorite sin, was not as simple as it once had been. How low you'll go, in your hour of need. The rules won't always bend, there sees to be no end to what you'll do in your hour of need.

Architect - I was walking on pavement without and cracks, straight lines and sculpted minds will stay on track. Reciting lines from books that made me feel safe, maps that should define a spiritual place, but I was living the lie of an architect. I organized the lies that make us men, I was in line for peace of mind when you walked in. static ruled the airwaves for the rest of the day, I tried to dial in the right things to say. I was living the lie of an architect. Self-help just went to hell. Reliable as a wishing well. Straight lines, straight life, oh, what a waste of time. The words true, but meaningless to me. I tried to taste the fruit while ignoring the tree, everywhere I went the leaves followed me. Took comfort in strangers while avoiding their eyes. I turned away to leave her when I realized, I was living the lie of an architect. Self-help just went to hell, reliable as a wishing well. Straight lines, straight life, oh, what a waste of time. Thoughts crack when you talk back. The luminous just turned to black, throw away the script I know so well.

My Wandering Eye - my wandering eye, it just went crazy. The faithful one, it just got lazy. The crooked scar on this crooked face, reveals a past of youth misplaced. So take me down, take me down. If I can crawl from the floor, well then, you know I need more. Old habits don't die, and now I know why. Your watchful eye, it burns my back. Your accusing tone, it holds me back. The pretty spots on a leopard skin are there to hid for attack again. The well trained dog that never barks just bit that boy down by the park. So take me down, take me down. If I can crawl from the floor, well then, you know I need more. Old habits don't die, and now I know why. Oppressive night, hearts entwined. You left for the night, and left me behind.