The Host they never feel they don't even seem real they never try so why should I something is wrong something invisible is gone they never mind so why should I don't you get hurt don't you ever need a cure don't you get tired and why am I after a while after neither one arrives they won't decide so why should I when they hand it over and give it all away well how can you complain and no one gets away and no one gets the blame don't you get tired of everyone that you admire they'll never die so why should I

In Your Mind the symptoms of our getting older the problems we say we don't mind that most of us never get over memories mingled with lies coincidence gave a confession that no one's allowed to forget I don't want to give the impression that predestination is set and distance will increase the danger uncertainties never enjoyed regarded as equal yet stranger ignored then embraced then destroyed observing the process will change it and afterward even if you subconsciously rearrange it it doesn't seem any less true the remnants of thought disappearing and even transcending concern disturbing but somehow endearing conditioned to never unlearn and no one can tell me to listen and no one can tell me what's right cause nobody has my permission and no one can see in your mind when magnification's explored there slowly emerges a pattern and details you normally ignore you notice are really what matter there isn't a time or a place only an ebb and a flowing a permanent repeating space occurring and growing

Alarmed in the hurry of the past I forgot to make it last simple choices made too fast by a die I never cast I'm alarmed and I can't recover from crashing on to this island we've become words for fighting words for fun they've all melted into one on the tip of every tongue like a new name for the sun alright now don't decide about that now oh how can you blame the only one who ever stayed around and you will never say all harms been done and you were also gone oh so long and did you wait oh so long and did you make it all wrong

Trimmed And Burning take it all and take it over taking as much as you receive I can almost think about it but I can't arrange for you to see didn't know what I'm afraid of I had to learn it from a dream there's a light that never goes out burning a hole inside of me keep your lamps all trimmed and burning you might be alarmed at what you see I've agreed to always love you but never enough to set you free

Happiness haven't had half a hand in half of what I am haven't heard of half the things that happened in the past haven't given half the time to half the people or half the things I'd planned you don't have to be so cruel 'cause all I'm doing's a little less than what I can happiness will only happen when it can haven't had the half a mind it takes to start to take a stand haven't held on half as long as I hoped or planned haven't missed half the shit they said I have to have a chance

Don't Try you're like last night you make time alright and I might look twice but don't try their kind they might seem fine you're like sunshine inside all mine

You Are everybody knows that you are

Fly Around I know you're making accidents and stars for everyone you're amazing half of them won't know until you're gone and in this ritual you take command and lose control and in this situation find an ocean sail your soul fly around my pretty little miss why don't you and when it's over set aside a moment to forget it's now or never now's the time to choose what you regret you're taking all your time and leaving me with more than I want because I know this time absolutely positively maybe and when it's later open up your window just in case you're a radar built to scan the depths of outer space and if you recognize subtle patterns in the sky don't take it as a sign unless it eases your mind

The Weather do you want into the outside in the cool night where the stars gravitate toward you do you want into the outside in the cool night where the fog wraps itself around you do you want into the outside in the sunshine where the clouds take the shapes of things you love and the wind and snow and the rain that blows none of those would matter much without you as long as it's talking with you talk of the weather will do do you want into the outside in the sunshine where a song repeats itself inside you nobody's hoping for better days and no one knows what to do you're okay in your secret place with no one bothering you it might save time if I meet you there but I don't care I'd rather wait for you where no one's home and the weather's fine