Try this one on for size...

Not sure exactly what to call this yet: LOST? Wait and Sift? Adrift? Still working on it.

Verse 1
Find me here.
Find me here.
Knees to my chest.
Drown in my fears.

Chorus
I don't want to be the only one who knows you,
but I guess that's just the way it's got to be right now.
I don't want to be the only one who's lost in the open sea,
but I guess that's just how it's got to be.

Verse 2
Birds saturate the trees.
No leaves, no leaves can I see.
I wait for the gold to come.
But while I sift, I only find mud.

[Unknown bridge lyrics?]

The Last Day, (Original)

I wrote this today in honor of no school. Summer is an easy subject to sing about because of all the emotions and memories tied to it. This is also inspired by Blink-182...

Last day of school is the very best,
Last day of school and some unrest.
We throw our papers in the sky,

Last day of school! Oh my, my, my!

It rained the start of summer, won’t
Go out to play, what a bummer, don’t
Go to the swimming pool just yet.
I can’t afford to get my hair wet.

Take a road trip with my bestest friends,
No one wants the fun to ever end.
Come home and sleep till one o’clock,
I think I might be out of clean socks.

Last day of summer really sucks,
Last day of summer with a hundred bucks.
We throw our last gigantic gig,
Last day of summer and we go out big!

Breathe, 5.19.08 (Original)

This is a much slower one. Very organic sounding. I was inspired by the soundtrack of Juno, if that helps. It is about being overwhelmed by the senses and our surroundings and just stopping to breathe...

The smell of leaves, the smell of smoke,
It gets so thick I might just choke.
The sight of ants, the sight of trees,
So natural I cannot breathe.
A gravel trail, heading back,
To the lake and railroad track.
A silver lamp, above my bed,
The fumes begin to fill my head…

…Breathe, just breathe.
Breathe, just breathe…

The wooden church, the wooden dock,
Let me in I’ll pick the lock.
The metal chair, the metal table,
If I try I might be able.
A steeple shoots, into the sky,
A lonely cloud has caught my eye.
A building looms, above the nest,
I’m getting dizzy need a rest.

…Breathe, just breathe.
Breathe, just breathe…

Moon Pies, 5.17.08 (Original)

Last night, at the party,

You came, a little tardy.

Not drunk, not high,

You had a moon pie.

Moon pies, made of chocolate,

Don't fit, in your pocket.

Moon pies, made of 'mellows,

Don't jiggle like jellow.

Monday, at the mall,

Your friend, was very tall.

He's cool, I know,

'Cuz he likes, snow cones.

Snow cones, made of ice,

Can be, very nice

Snow cones, made of juice,

My dad's name is Bruce...

I wish you could hear it sung. It's really funny! Kind of Blink-182 with a little Relient k. Oh, and by the way, my dad's name is not Bruce...