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We're constantly writing new music, and with that comes lyrics. There are several "definite" songs that have been sung publicly and that we feel their structure and content are pretty solid. The lyrics for those songs are below. All lyrics except where noted are written by Kathy.

Adamant
Barnstormer
Can't Sleep
Drift
Intension
Lather Rinse Repeat
Mood
Pens and Knives
Plenty of Stuffing
Revolver Unloaded
Six More Weeks of Winter
Tug of War
You Forget About Me

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Adamant

none but shining hours you are swift to break
i'm holding on to nothing, this thing
holding on

adamant
adamant
adamant
holding on

i wait, i crave the start of us
i creep, i crave the start of us
none but shining hours i am swift to take

adamant
adamant
adamant
holding on

---

Barnstormer

we took our morning coffee
with idle conversation
and stolen sugar packets
and half and half
and i fancied me a barnstormer
out on your wing
are you even listening?
are you even listening?
and i fancied us lovers, once
i've only left to fall
broken heart and all

with you, every silence is a song
and you could make no solemn vow
and every breath i take is wrong
still filled with longing
turn me upside down
and i fancy me a barnstormer
out on your wing
are you even listening?

when i wake, i am craving salt
sweet sweat you never bring
love me, love, so it's not my fault
downwards i'm spiralling

and i fancied us lovers, once
i've only left to fall
broken heart and all

---

Can't Sleep

we raced up that hill
fast as we can
mud on our shins and eleven again

hard is the fall
tumbling down
with love as plain as the stain
on the sheets of your bed
rose red blood
we're not eleven at all
I still feel very small
beneath the crush of your chest
while you sleep
I can't sleep
while you sleep
I can't sleep

to you, it's nothing at all
it's like nothing at all
it's like nothing at all

I keep wishing too hard to find spring again
but you're only a man, you're only a man

to you, it's nothing at all
it's like nothing at all
pushing my buttons
and love in the oven
my sheets in a twist
and my heart's in a knot
and I'm twisting my hands
but you're only a man
you complicate me
and I can't sleep

---

Drift

i had long said goodbye
but went undressing wounds
that had been bandaged by time
they said you were the same
you could always make me smile
did your thoughts cross on my name?

or did that, like every other thing, turn to dust?
or did that, like every other thing, shift like sand?

a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
always slipping through our hands
a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
drifting back into the sea
you didn't drift back home to me
will you ever drift back home to me?

i would wake to your sigh
or your laughter on the wind
i could be chasing ghosts again
i can dream you in the tide
the salt in the sea
ever stinging where we bleed

a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
always slipping through our hands
a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
drifting back into the sea
you could always drift back home to me
you could always drift back home to me

a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
always slipping through our hands
a fine fine grain among a hundred thousand
drifting back into the sea

you could always drift back home to me
you could always drift back home to me
you could always drift back home to me
you could always drift back home to me

---

Intension

easy does the heartstring slip through your hands
mine are shaking with a fever
desperate to undo the knots that you made
poor attempt to set the thread straight

i would keep the lights
turned on at the sides
try to stare the night down

with my shoulders tight, back
eyes wide
face front
all your gravity did need
to wreak havoc on my fact
is a look
and my physics shook
and my physics shook

with a gift of vulgar poetry i came
parting my knees for you
seeking something somewhat estuarial
if you would only disembogue
if i could only find some words when you are near
if i could only keep myself from disappearing
if i could only hold my ground
i'm blown so petaline

---

Lather Rinse Repeat

oh here we go again
don't you tire of these games?
afraid my heart is sinking in
the sand of your quick

don't put all the blame on me
and act as if it's not your fault
when every time we say it's done
you come running back

you make me fall apart
to pick the pieces up again
a fragment of my heart
is lost in every rise
to your eyes

and i know, and i know i should stay away
but that would make your life too easy
and i bend and you bend and we try to break

you make me fall apart
to pick the pieces up again
a fragment of my heart
is lost in every rise
to your eyes

and i know, and i know i should stay away
but that would make your life to easy
and i bend and you bend and we try to break
but we just can't break

---

Mood (written by Mike)

it puts me in a mood that im out of
one i cant shout of
for all of my life
and it puts me in a mood im not proud of
lets start the countdown
to the rest of my life

outside in a haunted room
I think it's a smile
fourteen years of a loveless life
and it ended by her morning light

we're spending hours alone on a quiet night
but I still feel we're together when it gets bright

and it puts me in a mood that im out of
one i cant shout of
for all of my life
and it puts me in a mood im not proud of
lets start the countdown
to the rest of my life

i cant drive fast enough to
bring about the change that I want
shallow is the game that we play
but what I need is miles away

a thousand stars will be my guide tonight
i hope i see you tomorrow by daylight

rest your head on a pillow
muffle the noise with your sleep
the hotel room, it was different
we could talk through my teeth

and it puts me in a mood that im out of
one i cant shout of
for all of my life
and it puts me in a mood im not proud of
lets start the countdown
to the rest of my life

and it puts me in a mood that im out of
all of the feelings
im empty of tonight
and it puts me in a mood that i doubt will
cancel the doubt you'll
hang up tonight

and it puts me in a mood that im out of
one i cant shout of
for all of my life
and it puts me in a mood im not proud of
lets start the countdown
to the rest of my life

---

Pens and Knives

i could drown in alcohol
and pass out in a stranger's bed
but it wouldn't be my style
i could take a sleeping pill
and dream of nothing but blue
a hue tainted with you

pens and knives
i carve another thought
you try to ink with iodine
i'll be all right
your antiseptic stings a little
blame it all on pens and knives

---

Plenty of Stuffing (written by Mike)

(Instrumental)

---

Revolver Unloaded

cigarettes and broken glass
shallow breaths and bleeding hands
cut up from the trip
enjoy the view from where you stand
i find it hard not to pretend
this isn't it

i'm waiting
you're aiming
your loaded gun
i'm waiting
you're aiming
your loaded gun

we talk around the subject much
but never really touch the point at hand
doubling back, go half a step
a half a step, a half a step
but are we any closer to the end?

i'm waiting
you're aiming
your loaded gun
i'm waiting
you're aiming
your loaded gun

if i manage to rise
to meet your eyes
am i compromised?

---

Six More Weeks of Winter

frostbit lips you never kiss
oh, how is this that we're freezing indoors?
thought this was san diego
you fall asleep beside me
i could hold you close
but i need to learn the finer art of being cold
the finer art of letting go

are we defined by tv shows?
the morning news breaks the quiet of your room
but i would rather watch the soaps
are we defined by radios?
you like my taste in music
and that's about where we begin and end
the line that ties us both as friends

i'd never thought i'd see the snow
but i never thought i could burn so cold
for you without a reason why
another lazy afternoon
spent in sterile silence, next to you
your winter turns my world to white
what would it take to change your mind?

---

Tug of War

boy if you're yanking my chain
i would appreciate another pull
no finer feeling so false
comes close to breaking my golden rule

don't fall in love
always be sure to leave hearts in the dust
leave the boy in the mud
this game was fun
thought for a minute there that it could last
but the chain come undone
and where you end and i begin
is as clear as the sun

boy if you're yanking my chain
whoever told you that this was cool?
you played a little too nice
i let my guard down
though i hike my skirt up my thigh
won't keep it clean
you like it dirty dirty dirty
and secretly
i do agree
and when the wind changed
i got a hard spray
a lesson i need

don't fall in love with feelings so fast
unstable footing, a face in the sand
boy you leave me for dust
and then you come back
and you help me up
held my hand
tell me something
was this all in your plan?
i think that you must know something i don't
if this isn't lust, is this love?
do i trust you to come back?
and all the heartache
you're passing my way
is something i need

---

You Forget About Me

well you say that you just want to be friends
and i guess that i could understand that
so i buried my heart under your tree
but it still don't stop the beat
no it still don't stop the beat
when you forget about me

you are taking root on the inside
and you don't even know what you squeeze
i'm still weak in the knees
i'm always pleased to see you but oh
oh, i said oh
how you forget about me
how you forget about me

i'm taking my time
so i'm sure i'll be fine
but i'm losing my head
when you're changing your mind
i was head over heels
but now i'm just down, down, down
down down baby down down your rollercoaster
sweet sweet baby i'll never let you go
i wanna let you go
but i can't let you go
though you forget about me

forget about forget about forget about it!
no, i don't want to play
i lost my heart
like a game of cards
not poker, just old maid
that's what i get for wearing my heart on my sleeve
boy, you can tell me that you never meant to deceive
but it still don't stop the hurt

forget about forget about forget about it!
no, i don't want to play
if i agree, it won't guarantee
that with me you'll choose to stay

and i have changed my mind
so many times
i've called you up
to read between the lines
but i can't hide behind a bluff
and i have lost enough

that's what i get
for wearing it out on my sleeve
boy, you can tell me that you never meant to deceive
but it still don't stop the hurt
no, it still don't stop the hurt