Epic Hearts & Urban Cancers

E-Book coming soon…

here is a preview, a mash-up if you will:

Mixology

You’re not going home
Home is an overrated luxury
To be held down to
Sorry to leave you hanging
Hope for things to be
Maybe you can have a brand new day
We will never be the same
Come on, get with me
Come on, get with me
We dream and fail and then repeat
Our hours up
Theres no room for love in this home
Well at least we will never be the same
Just tired of waking up alone
Apathy and insanity
How far away do we have to drive
To get away from hell
I fall to the floor
I fall to the floor
I can never tell what I need to be
This may be all you’ll ever be
I’m sick of this world and all they do
The sun won’t rise
The sun won’t rise
The sun won’t rise
We used to talk
We used to think
We used to be…
Everything
Everything
Everything
Everything falls
Everything changes
Things won’t be the same
No, nevermore, nevermore
You’re not the innocent, no
But I don’t know who I’m searching for anymore
My signal is just out there in the open
Hear me on the airwaves
A desert wide open
Home is no more than where I fall asleep tonight
Because I’m a brokedown drifter
Searching for a reason
Finding no true answers
Fall asleep in the grass
The storm has passed