150 CD's - out of print
01. Forward
grabbing, pulling falling, not climbing wishing something, someone would hand me the plan what happens next the question drives us on songs about bringing it back and holding true always seem to resonate with me I get stuck on where I went wrong there's only one thing to worry about
02. Adrift At Sea
a thrown stone never knowing if I rise or fall I just move keep hearing about the routine that, that we fall into at this point in life don't know that kind of serenity the solace some find in a life like a grave they chase the wind only got empty air no grave can hold me silent tossed and turned adrift at sea a mind with all the calm of hammer and anvil life keeps wearing away keep trying to be that rock where the waves break we're just washed out with the tide all my friends are trying to come to terms with the fact that time is change and no one is happy with what they have time and tide wait for no one time and tide, a sea of turmoil life in a ocean swim against the tide dive for the bottom where the peace lies
03. Burnt
lipped like a lightswitch there's just darkness between us all I've got to go on whispers of whispers I just want to lock my door but that won't keep anything out it's already too far inside my mind I keep trying to break the cycle with all that water under the bridge I just want to move along and lose this fixation on staring back I can't keep anything out it's already to far inside my mind they say hate burns I feel burnt out they say hate burns and I just want to let go
04. Immovable Object
every word sounds like it's crossing a gulf I just can't understand what you're saying from the far side anger, depression, selfishness aren't things I'm trying to glorify some find a sign that points ahead some a dead end some an ideal some another set of rules some start to rust, blow away like dust in their own ways all deceivers and destroyers got ugly things in side keep trying to lock them out and rely on this thing we've been given never caring if I'm at the bottom of the barrel or the top of an enemy list and every time they walk in with all the wrong things I try to remember I've built myself to last do what we must to keep out refuge immovable objects won't be pushed out immovable object I won't be pushed out
I will keep my refuge I will keep embracing trying to say a million things at once It's an outlet but one more thing it's also our lives credits
05. Struggle
awake the reasons I'm haunted at night keep piling up I keep living in the shadow of a monument to failure that I've built in side my head midnight oil keeps on burning feeling hollow with just a handful of dust to define myself: I struggle internally, eternally sometimes looking up just means looking away from all the times that I've failed myself Grasping for an iron will and a mind like a steel trap idle hands would strangle us and dig our graves while we're sleeping I'll stay awake
