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| THROWN OUT AT THIRD |
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Derek - Guitar/Vocals. Paul - Bass. David - Drums.
"I have never been so close to being complete." These are words I'll never forget, the ones you spoke to me. You said that you love me. And that you always have. You told me that nothing in this world could change all that we had.
So, what ended the dream? And killed my self esteem? Was I being jealous, or was I over-zealous? SELF-CONFIDENCE - I HAVE MY COMMON SENSE.
I can't even count how many times that I tried. All that really matters now are all
those times I cried. Why, and for what did I always fight so hard? She will never break me, she just broke my heart.
Why was I so blind? There is so much in your mind - that no one can explain. True feelings are what you feign. BI-POLARITY. NOW I'M THE CASUALTY.
How can I make you see - your problems weren't from me? When will you see a sign, stating your quandries aren't all mine? INSECURITY - WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?!
I can't even count how many times that I tried. All that really matters now are all
those times I cried. Why, and for what did I always fight so hard? She will never break me, she just broke my heart.
I was like your savior. Guiding you through life. Ignoring your behavior, and dealing with your strife. YOU LOOK LIKE AN ANGEL. BUT YOU CAME STRAIGHT OUT OF HELL.
So, it was up to you. There was nothing I could do, to save myself from pain. All my battles were fought in vain. IT'S THE END OF THE WAR - SO WHY IS MY CHEST STILL SORE? I can't even count how many times that I tried. All that really matters now are all those times I cried. Why, and for what did I always fight so hard? She will never break me, she just broke my heart.
She never even noticed all those times that I tried. And she will never know how many times that I cried. For her, breaking up was the easiest part. Does she even care that she stopped my beating heart? |
| BENT WING |
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Derek - Guitar. Paul - Bass/Vocals. David - Drums.
I can't believe it. I can't concieve that it's me. I'm choking on the advice that I took twice, from a friend with the bends like me.
You don't get it. But you'll regret it this time. The knife you twist almost missed and severed everyone's life line, including mine.
So I'll escape this thing. Flying away on my bent wing. My eyes on the prize, I'll ignore all your lies and fly towards the distant sunrise.
The nothing that I did. Must have erased the everything I did to help you find the good one inside of you.
So don't argue about our arguement, or about the weeks I spent, lying around your house like a quiet bum, dying in the riot which you casually walked away from.
So I'll escape this thing. Flying away on my bent wing. My eyes on the prize, I'll ignore all your lies and fly towards the distant sunrise. |
| BLACK CHALK |
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Words and music by Nero's Torch. Derek - Drums. Paul - Bass. David - Guitar/Vocals. Noemi wakes up, slides downtown to the par, with a book, she's got poochy on a leather tether, drinking lattes in the shade, all under sunny weather! Hey, hey, hey, looks like a beautiful day! Kate is selling papers, two blocks away, has an empty tip jar, she took her chunk of change, went uptown and got a brand new car, shiny brand new car! Hey, hey, hey, looks like a beautiful day! Lea is on her lunch break, meeting Noemi in the cafe, her favorite place, after work she's going shopping, to buy Kate her birthday gift, she's nineteen and looking fine! Hey, hey, hey, looks like a beautiful day!
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| STORIES FROM A WINDOW SEAT |
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Words and music by Nero's Torch. Derek - Guitar. Paul - Bass. David - Drums/Vocals. High mountains, all flying by outside my window, my window, deep blue oceans, still in the eyes of the one beside my window seat, yeah, She makes me amazed, amazed at the way she makes me, she's erased all the lies, facades and deceit, stories from a window seat My best friend, making me feel good again by my window, my window, she's never left my side, even when I gained and lost my pride, in my window seat, yeah, She makes me amazed, amazed at the way she makes me, she's erased all the lies, facades and deceit, stories from a window seat Life flies past, as I watch it through the tinted glass of my window, my window, Don't yet know where I want to be, but the sun is sitting across from me in my window seat, yeah, She makes me amazed, amazed at the way she makes me, she's erased all the lies, facades and deceit, stories from a window seat
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| NO COMPASS |
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Words and music by Nero's Torch. Derek - Guitar/Vocals. Paul - Bass. David - Drums. Complacency at sea. Northern Auroras shining down on me. When Clouds covered the sky, the stars seemed to lie. About the direction I was going, not knowing what they'd show. They slowly ceased to glow. Your ability to breathe life into all that is dead inside of me, eternally astounds me. Now I awake with eyes so new, entranced by all that is you.
A warm breeze against my cheek. That's how I heard you speak to me. As my faith in starlight failed, new wind came to fill my sails. And take me home. All the way Home. Your ability to breathe life into all that is dead inside of me, eternally astounds me. Now I awake with eyes so new, entranced by all that is you.
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| MAINSTREET DAY |
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Words and music by Nero's Torch. Derek - Guitar/Vocals. Paul - Bass. David - Drums. Chef Jeff has his own cafe on Main that he opens everyday around seven a.m. The coffee's hot in the coffee pot and in the back chef jeff is cooking a lot of eggs. And all kinds of people stop by. like anna, who's dating joe the pizza guy
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