Sirens

Come Talk to me...

To Death we Dance....

Simmer

[Verse 1]
Rage is a quiet thing

Ooh, you think that you've tamed it

But it's just lying in wait
Rage, is it in our veins?

Feel it in my face when
When I least expect it

[Refrain]
Give in

[Chorus]
Control

There's so many ways to give in
Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
Gotta simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer down

Control
There's so many ways to give in

Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?

Gotta simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer down

[Verse 2]
If I had 

seen my reflection

As something more precious
He would've never
Mmm, and if my child needed protection

From a fucker like that man
I'd sooner gut him
'Cause nothing cuts like a mother

[Refrain]
Give in

[Chorus]
Control

There's so many ways to give in
Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer down

Control
There's so many ways to give in

Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)
Gotta simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer down

[Bridge]
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)

Wrap yourself in petals (Yourself)
Wrap yourself in petals (Control, yourself)

Wrap yourself in petals for armor (Control, control)
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)

Petals
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)

For armor
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)(Simmer, simmer, simmer)

[Refrain]
Give in

[Chorus]
Control

There's so many ways to give in
Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
Gotta simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer down

Control
There's so many ways to give in

Eyes closed
Another way to make it to ten
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
Gotta simmer, simmer, simmer

Fanfarlo *

Fanfarlo

Additions to the Periodic Table...

Golden Brown

Urban Lights

4 Sho

All in? ...or Halfway?

Transgender Biscuits

Straight Out of Easton....

Happy Holi-Days!

A Soapbox Opera

Easy Does It!

Courtney Barnett

Kiss Me

Janice Reborn?

To My First Grandson/Daughter...

You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the next
moment. All the immense
images in me--the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and un-
suspected turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods--
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.

You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house--, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,--
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave back
my too-sudden image. Who knows? perhaps the same
bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening...

-Rilke, "You who never arrived"

Shoulders

Saw Lightning