Team Callahan

It seemed like centuries ago
When the monks crossed the mountain tombs
Malibu, El Camino and a sipping tea lemonade room
We ponder all that we could lose
In a theater dark
The cross of Jesus sees it all
His red blood's on the bark

Those beach-kids try and break their hearts
Out at Point Doom
Beach nation, blacker chords
And a wild and restless moon
That dumb green took all my friends
You know they try to be so surf
They're acting like they don't care
Gonna ride it till it hurts

We skate behind the studio
Asphalt and slammed doors you know

That west coast tried to drag me down
Inside my cold and crazy head
Can't get no sleep in LA
Gotta get back to my own bed

Oh man the mountains called my number and won
I'm just a life-size lottery ticket in the hand of the One
That stress-out freak-out's gone since we packed p the car
Now I'm standing in a circle, all your sad faces crowning the yard
Hair blowing out the window, got my foot on the dash
Left my sister at a cheap gas station with no phone or no cash

With the miles rolling under my wheels
I'm not running from my troubles I'm running from me
All this newness gonna mess up my mind
Yeah i'm conscious of the future but I'm pressing rewind
Why can't I live in my own time?

Rip off the bandage, baby we gotta get used to it
Honky-tonk bars and whiskey in this land of the music
Halfway home's the same each side of the state line
Inching closer to a mile high city and a sky they say is alpine
Got no friends but a house the color of a tulip
And you're my culture and my crush and you keep away any of my loneliness

But that era had to come to an end
Yeah it's pressed inside our minds but can't be present again
Oh the canyons really make you smile
Like the weight of being grown up just slid from your scale
But problems aren't solved by a hiking trail

Sitting in my room
Think about our time at Point Doom
Everything was so young
Spent our summer howling at the moon
Everything went black
Doesn't help to take a look back
All alone in the dark
Filling up the pieces of my heart
Now I live the endless summer
Always follow his son
Red rocks to my left
Pacific sand on my tongue
Now my body is the Spirit's home
And I never have to be alone

No more sunny days, no more sunny days
I got a heart that won’t behave, I got a mind gonna make me insane
No more sunny days, no more sunny days
You got a black cloud over your head, you're looking spent gotta get you to bed

Age ended the apartment gone
I moved out but I can’t move on
Money talks and hunger pains
It’s so lame, it’s so lame, it’s so lame

Nothing’s fixed by going downtown
You’re screaming screens always get me down
Skipped church for the gay parade
I’m the same, you’re the same, we’re the same

I wanna get into your circle
No more sunny days, no more sunny days
I got a heart that won’t behave, I got a mind gonna make me insane
No more sunny days, no more sunny days
You got a black cloud over your head, you're looking spent gotta get you to bed

Trade my anger for all of your peace
Judge not lest you judge me
Gentleness is the final muse
I’m so used, I’m so used, I’m so used

Told me once I was your wild card
Something dramatic always up my arm
Headlines beat behind my eyes
In my mind, In my mind, in my mind

I wanna get into your circle
I want an invite to your house show
So I’m gonna get into your circle

Mansions, sleeping on the rocks
Life gets lost, fame gets so stale
Hollywood, Vine, gonna lose my mind
Just give me peace one last time

Why are we losing our souls just for the sake of the world
Why are we losing our souls just for the sake of the world

Lookout, point up, see your name written in the stars
But can't see the ink on the wall
The city, a cocktail, a tombstone,
Alone in a colored crowd or an empty hallway

Why are we losing our souls just for the sake of the world
Why are we losing our souls just for the sake of the world
Why are we losing our souls for this material world
Why are we losing our souls for this material world

When you leave for work I think you won’t come back
Why can’t I dream of healing not the heart attack
This neighborhood’s so peaceful, all-American
So quiet it’s almost evil, but there I go again

Oh no
Oh no

I can’t find the combination to unlock what I do
Is it my fate to pour your coffee as you pour over the news?
I can’t see the end, the outcome of this year
Just give me good eyes, blue skies
Cut me sharp and clear

It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed
Walk the line, you walk through fire
Separate the truth from desire
It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed
Walk the line, you walk through fire
Separate the truth from desire

Burnt out blues and localism frame the evening
Are you saints or sinners? You know your looks are deceiving
Got no friends, no family just my backwards hat
And all these days feel empty but there’s no going back

It helps having you having me in this land of mirrors and weed
Walk the line, you walk through fire
Separate the truth from desire

Sun sets, it's a Friday night
You smoke a cigarette and put on a leather jacket
Walk fast like you're the king of the world
Like you could get any girl
But baby maybe you can

Film school and a bleeding mind
You swim with monsters but you run out of time

You're a weekend hot shot and I'm a weekday fool
Canyons and the punks on the beach
They don't know their maker, just drink slurpees
Pick it out, what you're gonna wear
You know it better be 60's
You better tease up your hair

Full moon, lips and teeth
You fly on an interstate
Catch it on your phone

Blew your mind on stupid drugs
No they were never enough
You'll always need something higher
No they were never enough
You'll always need something higher

You're a weekend hot shot
You're a weekend hot shot
You're a weekend hot shot
And I'm a weekday fool

Weekends are fun when you’re young and it feels like the whole world's on your side
But we will get older, the good times much slower and some day we will die

Weekends are fun when you’re young and it feels like the whole world's on your side
But we will get older, the good times much slower and one day we will die

I don’t wanna end up the same as other poets
Neurotic and halfway insane
Although we see the world in the same way
Emotional extremes, the panic of the everyday
I don’t want your minimum wage
No I need these hours alone to foster my self-righteous rage

Another coffee shop prophet naming unseen things
Another b-grade writer drawing circles on a blank sheet

I fight the code against the grain
Tequila and communion, art is going down the drain
You always keep your hands so clean
Your loving and your stance, you’re balancing the in-between

We don’t have a lot of things in common
A bullet and a bible
The world is hard, the sky is falling down

Down
Down

Is this the dream that you showed me, phosphorescent light?
Will we be standing in a driveway holding hands for the final time?

Time
Time

Everyday it’s a little bit easier to believe you
Every hour it's a little bit harder to see the change in me
In this year am I gonna be better than I am right now?
In this year just tell me it's all gonna be alright

Everyday it’s a little bit easier to believe you
Every hour it's a little bit harder to see the change in me
In this year am I gonna be better than I am right now?
In this year just tell me, oh say it’s gonna be alright

Just tell me, oh say it’s gonna be alright

Take the world put it on my wall
Makes you feel big, makes me feel small
All these forces on my throne
Faith and doubt, I got my mind blown
Shaving legs, blood on my shirt
You kiss it out but it still hurts, hurts
Sometimes I feel I shouldn't be here at all
Find the reason why I survived that fall
Driving country roads and trails
The stars so fake, that bluish comet tail

Spending cash, the coffee's gone
Shoot the moon on the horizon
Walk real slow you might stop time
Nothing ends, it goes on forever

Call you husband, call me wife
Golden bands and the blood of Christ
Hear you breathing in your sleep
It's cool and soft, pray for your life, that it's sweet
We should go where we won't be known
A desert farm, raise our kids in a good home
All my heroes' are afraid to die
Obsessed with death now don't you dare take your life
This world's a shadow of the next
He'll come with fire, not just with blackness

Alters come and idols go
Your broken screen, my broken halo
We don't know the day, the hour
All together, we're dancing this fault line

At night the quiet is too loud
Like white noise from a big crowd
The TV’s on, it’s hard to read
We’re multi-tasking through a century
And every man must play his part
Take off the mask when the theater’s dark

I just want something real tonight

I don’t want your screen or your satellite
I just want something so pure tonight
I don’t want the show but the sacrifice

We are the Adam and the Eve
I read that verse in my bible of dreams
And now my troubles come in twos
Pick up my pride, it's the poison fruit
I am the temple where the lenders meet
Upturn my spirit, set loose my sympathy

I just want something real tonight

I don’t want your screen or your satellite
I just want something so pure tonight
I don’t want the show but the sacrifice

You're the only real thing
I wanna see you
I wanna know your love
You're the only real thing
I wanna see you
I wanna feel your love

I just want something real tonight

I don’t want your screen or your satellite
I just want something so pure tonight
I don’t want the show but the sacrifice

Every word lost its fervor
Milk glass on the window sill
You won't let the light in
Just sit around and fight for your fill
Old friends fade into pieces
Gone after their postmodern dreams
Romance I'm glad turned to ash, fast
Thank God for eternity

St. Pete screams for a savior
Art and beer you know they can't redeem
Hollow men with hollow chests
Think life's for living like a teen
Gotta fight the fight
Wipe the scales from the night
And look upon the face of someone real

Love you say is the end all cure
But if it's not pure, then it's a joke
Brand yourself with some holy X
Not free drugs and sex, they ain't got hope
Take his blood for your own deep dark
He removes the scars and you come clean
Rid yourself of philosophies
They won't hold your hand and lead you to the land
He's coming home

Last night in Ybor city
Felt like the last night of the world
All this drunken babble
Purpose is a show and a girl
But it's ok, we're modern kids they said so
You're not a kid your 29
Stuck inside that high school dream
Of cigarettes and screams
Those things will only bleed you dry

He said everything is nothing
That sentence don't have a start
Like three is two and you are blue or karma
Don't look at the whole you're just looking at parts
This scene's so hocus pocus
Pleasure is a parlor trick
If you don't stand for something
You know you're bound to fall
Your knees may be the best place of all
Love you say is the end all cure
But if it's not pure then it's a joke
Brand yourself with some holy X
Not free drugs and sex, they ain't got hope
Take his blood for your own deep dark
He removes the scars and you come clean
Rid yourself of philosophies
They won't hold your hand, lead you to the land
He's coming home

Love they swear is a magic word
But it's a sad excuse to whore out your heart
For anybody or anything who shares a spark
Sparkling like a diamond ring
It's a pathetic little echo it's not the love you really need
So take those blinders from your eyes
And those bars from your mind
And quit your walking of the line
And be set free

A man sits down next to me, throws his backpack like a bomb
Slaughters all my silence like a war
I pretend that I’m not shaken, staring into blank space
See my life behind me like its folklore
There’s a happiness that follows a handshake or a full moon
The fullness of how small we really are
Like the time I went up in an arch, a metal arc over the world
Did I feel like God or a little girl?

One foot forward one foot back, this is the no-man’s-land of time
Why can’t I live it in the present?

Everyone’s connected, we don’t have to talk or think
White noise from the TV takes care of any loneliness

Forever is composed of nows and joy is not so delicate
If you know you’re really gonna die
Loneliness and solitude are fractions of some greater whole
Just trying not to waste your youth, your 20’s
But living isn’t checking all those pixels and those pages
That refresh button suicide of real life
When the whole world fits inside your pocket and language is reduced to fragment
Take that screen with you everywhere
It won’t be a whimper but a text-tone that will end us
The wave of future crashes but I won’t be flooded

I don’t have the answers to any of these problems
Will you try and help me before I try and solve them?

Thumbprint me deeper with your image
I'm not some dirty mansion
Thumbprint me deeper with your grace
Clean up this broke down mansion

Thumbprint me deeper with your image
‘Cause I'm not some dirty mansion
Thumbprint me deeper with your grace

One day everything will cease
One day we will have peace
Built a bridge across divide
Jealous rose risen on high

One day everything will cease
The groaning
One day we will have peace
The King
Built a bridge across divide
To Heaven
Jealous rose risen on high
Forever

One day everything will cease
The groaning
One day we will have peace
The King
Built a bridge across divide
To Heaven
Jealous rose risen on high
Forever

Throw your fist at the man
You’ve got everything you need with your prescription, your houseplant
Throw your fist at the phonies
Can’t believe you went pop with your commercials, your money
What does it take to be heard?
One hundred emails, my first born, your good word
Who pulls the strings behind the stage?
Some teenage critic who think he’s a wise sage

Oh, where does the good go?
Oh, what’s gonna happen tomorrow?
Oh, why are you hiding?
Oh, why am I fighting you this time?

I can’t keep saying what I think
Like the past won’t disappear just like a bad dream in bad ink
And everyone’s so avantgarde
One thousand worldview’s just tugging on my arm
Numb and dumb with burnout eyes
We drank the poison we ate up the lie
But every day starts good and pure
With coffee, a clean slate my sin is obscured

Oh, where does the good go?
Oh, what’s gonna happen tomorrow?
Oh, why are you crying?
Oh, why am I fighting you this time?

I can’t keep coming all undone
Technology, morality, my life’s a smoking gun
You have a right to be forgiven
Stop dredging up your crimes
You know what’s done is done, forgotten

Mammoth cave blew wind out of its mouth
Highway 65 south of the south
Atlanta picked me up and brought me back down
All your hip kids go to their little five-point town

Green filtered light and a female deer
Crazy on the dance floor after nine cups of beer
I ran away from you to run into his arms
His blood has covered all your passive harm
Your passive harm

Just gotta get me out
Just gotta get me out
Just gotta get me out of here

Just gotta get me out
Just gotta get me out
You know you gotta get me out of here

Crying at Phil's house, I'm always gonna cry
You ask me if I'm alright but sometimes I lie
It's a boy's world for this lonely girl
Kicked out of your club, call me your heartbreaker
I read you my poems once, I kind of let you in
No regret there, you know I'd do it all again
Looking at the moon I wanna howl with you
Sharing in the solitude cause that's what these dogs do

I wanted to marry my best friends
But they didn't wanna marry me
So I get my love from Jesus
While I'm sipping on green tea

I wanted to marry my best friends
But they didn't wanna marry me
So I get my love from Jesus
While I'm sipping on green tea

Just gotta get me out
Just gotta get me out
Just gotta get me out of here

Conversations about duty, oh I’ve failed you at best
My ideals haven’t fallen, won’t put my hands to the test
My sound and your fury, thought is a cell
My landlord cut the tree down, it grew then it fell
I heard I hadn’t worked a day in 23 years
Read my summers, wrote my stories, earned my wages in tears

I’m battered at the edges, a shadow on the street
I’m a bad joke about English, too sour to be sweet

A season born of anger, pissed off at the moon
He sees the world I can’t, he’s closer to You
I write my list, clean the house, drive to the Goodwill, text all of my old friends
You know it’s my time to kill

When did God become a bad word and truth a crystal ball?
See only what you wanna, see nothing at all
I insult, it’s my instinct, a creature of the fall
Just don’t cut me down now, let me grow to be tall

The Spirit has a spirit of peace
And the Spirit has a piece of me

The Spirit has a spirit of peace
And the Spirit has a piece of me

The Spirit has a spirit of peace
And the Spirit has a piece of me

Seek the fire in the desert
The big-hearted pillar in the sky
See the split in the river
Water swimming on both sides

Seek the fire in the desert
The big-hearted pillar in the sky
See the split in the river
Water swimming on both sides

I was born on a day in the internet age
Now it’s backwards hat 90’s, a gaudy millennial daze
So I check the feed, make sure I’m still here
It’s my digital birthright, my modern rendition of real

A fine freak show disguised as awards
This all seems so pointless the pretty pop stars look so bored
All the world’s a stage, a big mirrored ball
All in all you're just another dumb link on my wall

So I jump in a fountain and punch at the moon
My hysterical kick from my flirting with danger, with doom

They can’t really take your soul away
Even if they try
They can’t really take your soul away this time
They can’t really take your soul away
You gotta keep it alright
They can’t really take your soul away this time

Point my finger at you everyday
Like I even walk straight
See my other half it’s on the screen, my dream
Point my finger at you everyday
Like I even walk straight
See my other half its on the screen, my dream

You call me a drama queen
You yell it out from your one way street
What's the point of getting all worked up
It doesn't seem like something Jesus does
It doesn't seem like something Jesus did

Turn the cheek forgive the hit
Love the one you wanna hate

High school seems so far away
All my old friends have gone away
But I guess we all live in the same dumb town
I brush your wrist in that strange-lit crowd
I brush your wrist in this stranger's crowd

But I won't talk about you
Behind your back, won't stab it

Blue islands in my head
Safe thoughts from the books I've read
This sin-world keeps dragging me down
I don't wanna give up my crown
Don't make me give up my crown

Ashes, beauty, the circle
Closes for eternity

Hold fast the Eucharist
Lift up your forehead for a holy kiss
Seeing light in a pool of dark
Where every moment is a perfect spark
This moment is a perfect spark

Try and dream of saving
Leave my fear of dying
That's what you did

When I'm alone the mirror talks back
Go to the mall for that human contact
Bathroom tiles and swirling eyes
Why are you tempting me with that lie
Stop tempting me with your lie

Drop the crumpled apple
Walk out of the garden into the world