Ladies and Gentlemen, we do feel it is important that you have the opportunity to more clearly analyze our lyrics which, to often fall muddied beneath the guitars, drumsets, keyboards, and extraneous noises. So now for your betterment is an exhaustive archive of my poetry as it is on our recent self-titled debut.

regards.
b/tju

Van Gogh
We are like wine, we are like wine
We drink eachother up and then ostracize
But your a pillar or a healthy shoot that rises up and brings a new mind

We are like wine or a painting formed upon the walls that never see light
So I'll describe every riddle that evades me

(and you were meant to be)
A baker, me to feed
A painter, me to seek

Simple treasures lose their shine
I remember, I remember why
Hope is warm and hope is graceful,
But hope is tested by time

We are like wine or a painting formed upon the walls that never see light
So I'll describe every riddle that evades me

(and you were meant to be)
A baker, me to feed
A painter, me to seek
A branch that is not seen
As it falls into the sea

Dirge For a Lover
As the trees bend and bow
As the wind howls and blows
As the fire so angrily takes you away
And leaves you to heal from the pain

Her eyes are bright like gold
Her eyes are sad and dull
She's here but soon she'll go
Like flames lick the ceiling

And oh, to dance is best
Like holding your lover and kissing her head
But soon the sounds will end
Now tell me my lover what you think is best

Harvest
The pilgrimage is long
Sometimes your on your own
The history books will tell
You should've read about

Words are often wrong
Though spoken, oh so strong
The pilgrimage is long
You set your mind on such a strong cause
And it was right 'cause you were in love
Is love to fight when all the water's gone?

The fields are growing ripe
And the sky is full of rain
And I can't conjure up
A need to gather grain

It's tempting to take the blame
And fall beneath the weight

The Cycle
Hail, high above us
Oh, the mystery of the deity who created us
Haste, time becomes us
Like the birds that jointly flea by winter solstice

And so it goes back around again

Shame and abasement
Like a shadow comes upon you in the quiet
Day will replace it
Like a trumpet that is blown for victory won

Oh, to survive the episodes of tranquil days and blinding nights
To escape the road that leads you back from whence you came

The Dive
Oh, so they go
The youthful sounds of lullabies
I saw the sky
And quickly longed to learn to fly
Oh, prices climb
And choices make us, better stated
I will reply
With only memories of lullabies

Oh, desperate lives
Like ships are swallowed
Oceans wide soon will comprise these treasures
Sailors deeply dive

She passes by
With simple dress but perfect eyes
I chased the sight
Past places I have long denied
Oh like the night
Her love escapes me, leaves me shaking
Her words are knives
That cut the dredge and heal the blind
Cold Snow

Oh, Elijah
Windows break and we are bound again to wait
And we'll go running on that day
Past the signs and wonders and through the gate

The city's darkness claims great weight
And binds us up in heaviness
These modern buildings will testify
Of all the things we've long denied

These times break lines nd all we know brings us low
Cold snow will let go to expose new colors bright

Not collapsed or broken
we remain lifting exultations to our own names

Icicles
In the morning when the window lights your bed
Read the letters that you taped up over head
It's a mindset, keeps your body bound in bed
I don't mind it 'till the icicles relent