The episodes

It's 8am and her blood's still warm The radio choke's out my favorite song I hear sirens, they sing along...through the walls My pulse is pumping to the beat outside A violent screaming rise and shine...

Inside I'm free No need to breathe The knife cuts a careful arch Intent to leave it's mark And through it, I see Around and around the bend This circle remains an end Around and around the bend This...

Walking past a waiting grave Burial today Shadows cast a golden grey Preparations made So calm Yet violent winds they play Such a darkness on a bright Sunday Am I awake? It feels strange Yet...

She walks with a sadness like she's never known Exiting from the back in black from head to toe A swallow of stale station air Leaving behind the taste of despair Almost running into someone she used...

Sitting in motion the notion of pulling away Setting emotion's erosional ocean to keep you at bay Time is of the essence a presence to right what's wrong Knowledge crying lessons unpleasant the method...

She's standing by her lonesome In this dead end empty space The heavens cry upon her And wash our sins away We are gathered together To say that we remember If she could only know that Right now she's...

On your feet rush rush to the street rush Face defeat as if no one makes it out alive still try Flee the scene hush hush be discreet hush Go unseen unlike every breath you take can be as the clerk...

Beyond the back row off the beat and path Step into a field of dying blades of grass So thick I have to use my hands And slowly sinking in quicksand I'll pull away till I can see again Staring down...

Ascending from the depths, again Among the living steps, again Emerge into the day, again Back to where you're safe, again Sensing closer now 3 rocks to the 1 Underneath the clouds 2 blocks before the...

Scraping film away your eyes awake to quite the sight A strobing TV static flares the neon motel light A tray of ash so full A candle burns at both it's ends A stack of empty bottles posing in the...