Sedgwick - From “Escape Pod For Two”

The sign says "Sedgwick". It isn't hard to see. I run from that hotel, though no one's chasing me. I sit in moonlight waiting for the train. For the first time in my life, I long for it to rain. But no rain ever comes. These clouds just won't produce. And I'm left here feeling slippery like God has cut me loose. Just then, I see her on the stairs. She's totally aware, but I can't break my stare. I'm going over there. She smiles at me just so. We nervously "hello". I know I was meant to go to Sedgwick Station. I found her, finally, at Sedgwick Station. Waiting, patiently, at Sedgwick Station. She whispers secrets. She knew me in her dreams. She says that we're connected. I know exactly what she means. We talk of friction, sandpaper chemistry. I tell her of a world with no hostility. Her eyes fill up with hazel. Her hands attach to mine. I know now that we're going, and we're going just in time. Just then a train pulls in to rest. She says “This is our test. It's time that we resist a world that's kept us lonely and wondering ‘if only’”. As she looks at me just so, I know... I was meant to go to Sedgwick Station. I found her, finally, at Sedgwick Station. Waiting, patiently, at Sedgwick Station. Through streaks of motion, I can't see where we are. We haven't travelled long so I'm sure we're not that far. We start to calculate distance, speed and time. If we find out where we're going, then we might know what we'll find. But our paper drifts out the window and our eyes track its ascent. As it falls up to the stars, we feel out where it went. Just then the ceiling tears away and, though we're both okay, we sure don't want to stay. So we jump out through the air. Where we land, well, I don't care. When she looks at me just so, I know I was meant to go to Sedgwick Station. I found her, finally, at Sedgwick Station. Waiting, patiently, at Sedgwick Station.

In-Flight - From “Escape Pod For Two”

Looking down I see what was: a place I lived, well, just because I was in it, for the moment. But looking up I see what's right: no clouds, no sky, just endless night. And I feel it. I really feel it. Everyday I wonder how. Everyday I ask out loud: “How did I get where I am?” I know I'll never understand, but I won't come down again. I won't touch ground, instead, I'll fly above your head and I won't come down now. I won't turn back now. I won't fall down now. I won't look back now.
I lift my head, but close my eyes. The engine shakes my mind to life and I want it. I just absorb it. Pushing out through pitch black sea I pause to face reality, but I leave it. I just don't need it. Everyday I wonder how. Everyday I ask out loud: “How did I get where I am?” I know I'll never understand, but I won't come down again. I won't touch ground, instead, I'll fly above your head and I won't come down now. I won't turn back now. I won't fall down now. I won't look back now.
Racing past reality. Orbiting my fantasy. Standing's far too stationary. Landing's far too ordinary so I won't come down again. I won't touch ground, instead, I'll fly above your head and I won't come down now. I won't turn back now. I won't fall down now. I won't look back now.

Regenerate - From “Escape Pod For Two”

I want so bad to wake you up... to shake you out and bring you here. I want so much to stretch the seam of what you've seen and make things clear. When it's dark, this universe is wasted, but I stay up for life you've never tasted. Regenerate with me in the hidden galaxy, where takers never keep and dreamers never sleep. I need this time to show you in, to stop you short of practical. I need this space to slide you through, to show you who you're meant to be. When it's dark, this universe is wasted, but I stay up for life you've never tasted. Regenerate with me in the hidden galaxy, where sunlight never falls and passion never stalls. Feel, Touch, Loiter, Linger... Absolute bliss at the tip of your finger. Just beyond your fear, you'll always find me here. You will never be alone. Regenerate with me in the hidden galaxy, where love can never lie and thirst will never die.

Tinnitus - From “Escape Pod For Two”

I know just what you're feeling. Your hands give you away. With all that's come before this, you're more than just afraid. But December's long forgotten. Those moments can't compare. I'm a former visionary now capturing more than most eyes dare. Yesterday I was missing in orange so endearing. A twisted tangerine frequency with something interfering. But that color's long forgotten. That shade could not compare to the spectrums that I'm seeing now in your pace, your grace, and everywhere. From this distance I can see everything that’s wrong with me. On this ship that never lands, I know you'll always understand. I've suffered through Tinnitus, the most seductive virus. I simply cannot hear it here. Too safe within our atmosphere. Now that planet's long forgotten. The weight will not be missed. You're the angel that I dreamt of. You're the feeling, you're the bliss. From this distance, at this speed, I can see what's going to be: Boundless life with no demands, on this ship that never lands.

I Want You - From “Pure”

I feel clean, in the dirtiest of ways. I've been stripped of guilt and I love the way it feels. You're like glass, but you're only clear to me. I see through your smudges and all your hidden grudges. Wanting you is pure frustration. Having you is purification. Wanting you is devastation. Having you is purification. You're an angel, but you've fallen down with me. You've slaughtered inhibition. I bow to your decision. You're like anime: exclamation above your head. Perfect culmination of 1000 dreams I've had. Wanting you is pure frustration. Having you is purification. Wanting you is devastation. Having you is purification. I feel naked. I feel wasted. I feel lucid. I feel lost. I feel silver. I feel green. I feel dirty. I feel clean. You're like water with just a touch of lead. But you're so goddamn delicious I'll drink you 'til I'm dead. I'm like steam, and you are ice cold steel. I cover you. I drip from you. I love the way you feel. Wanting you is pure frustration. Having you is purification. Wanting you is devastation. Having you is purification.

The Princess Of Detroit - From “Pure”

You are lust. You are everything tonight. I want to bathe in you. Would that be alright? You are sex. You are ecstasy tonight. I want to be high in you. Would that be alright? Tell me princess what's it like in there? Tell me what you're hiding behind that stare. I beg your permission. Trust your intuition. I could never exploit the Princess of Detroit. You are motion. You are drum machines tonight. I want to writhe in you. Would that be alright? You are liquid. You are medicine tonight. I want to drink you. Would that be alright? Tell me princess what's it like in there? Tell me what you're hiding behind that stare. I beg your permission. Trust your intuition. I could never exploit the Princess of Detroit. The deepest purple. The deepest blue. Lost in lights, and heat, and beats, and you. Tell me princess what's it like in there? Tell me what you're hiding behind that stare. I beg your permission. Trust your intuition. I could never exploit the Princess of Detroit.

Hotel Allegro Chicago - From “Pure”

I know you understand why I'm not speaking. I know you understand what I'm thinking. And I believe that tomorrow I'll forget how I feel today, but you'll have to wait 'til then... 'til these questions go away. Were you planning this all along? Did you know I'd write this song? When you kissed me were you thinking? Were you feeling? Were you politely concealing? Everything I just found out, you knew about long before you told me. I know you feel bad and maybe somehow sad. But your adventure used me, even if unintentionally. And I believe that tomorrow I'll forget how I feel today, but you'll have to wait 'til then...'til these questions go away. Were you wondering everyday if love would float your way? When you touched me, were you feeling? Maybe reeling? Or just staring at the ceiling? Everything I just found out, you knew about long before you told me.

This City - From “The Binary Language Of Love”

10:00 p.m. I walk under streetlights; across concrete, perfectly damp. I hear the music of the passing cars. I feel the pain of invisible stars. A woman singing from a distant corner sets the tone for my evening quest. Her voice is hard to pull from the masses. This is my city, I do my best. 12:00 a.m. I walk under neon; across grates that breathe with steam. I hear the roaring of a helpless skyscraper. I feel the tension in abandoned newspaper. A happy couple looking out at the water sets the tone for my midnight quest. Their true expressions are lost in the masses. This is my city, I do my best. 3:00 a.m. I walk against red lights; empty streets, dead with grief. I hear the dripping of an endless leak. I feel the pain in this heart I seek. A lone car in a parking structure sets the tone for my endless quest. I can't quite hear if she's laughing or crying. This is my city, I do my best.

Digital Delays - From “The Binary Language Of Love”

We are young, and I don't understand why we're all just sitting here waiting to get older. We are young, and I don't understand why we're inside instead of out. Why we don't fight to get it out. There's no satisfactory explanation why we don't act to end our frustration. So go the days of our quickly passing lives. So go the days and the digital delays. We are young, and I can't comprehend why we hide behind computer screens; why we don't know what passion means. We are young, and I won't make amends for being the voice of anarchy in this lethargic anti-social society. There's no satisfactory explanation why we don't act to end our frustration. So go the days of our quickly passing lives. So go the days and the digital delays.

Technology - From “The Binary Language Of Love”

I jack in to her core. With each stroke she wants more. She takes commands like a pet. It's instant gratification, but I'm not finished yet. Technology. She's on to me. Technology. She's on to me. I like to watch her naked display. She's electric. She loves to play. When she resists, I always win. I push her buttons and she gives in. Technology. She's on to me. Technology. She's on to me. Dizzying digital, micro-processed visual. Incredibly sensual, all from melted sand. Hyper-contextual, completely consensual, and certainly best of all she loves what I demand. Technology. She's on to me. Technology. She's on to me.

Orange (Dance Mix) - From “Resynthesized”

I guess it's just a color that sits on your soul, enhancing your image...always taking hold. Twisting my perception. Shifting my position. Lifting inhibition. Orange. I remember the first time I saw you with my heart. I nearly fell apart as your colors let go. Twisting my perception. Shifting my position. Lifting inhibition. Orange.

Too Far Gone - From “Renaissance”

Moody bastard looks in my eyes, searching for something he'll recognize. Maybe a glimmer, even a twitch, but the eyes looking back made some kind of switch. "You're too far gone," he proudly declares. "I can't get you back, so just stay there." When I hear his voice say "it's no good" it breaks me down like he knew it would. Deep inside I fear I've passed my peak. I find myself without a voice to speak. Moody bastard turns up the music. He says, "Remember this? You used to do it. Now you're just a shell of that man. How did this happen? I can't understand." "You're too far gone," he proudly declares. "I can't get you back, so just stay there." When I hear his voice say "it's no good" it breaks me down like he knew it would. Deep inside I fear I've passed my peak. I find myself without a voice to speak.

Fate and Time - From “Renaissance”

There's something about me tonight, under gray moonlight. Natalie sings softly as I sit here and write. A breeze passes over and the chill is quite a thrill. Another perfect evening, but I wonder still. Should I stay here tonight doing something in particular? I find these perfect moments make me feel so peculiar. Should I be somewhere else shaping thoughts and changing minds? Or will I do it anyway? All with fate and time... There's something about me tonight. I've got perfect sight. Every single second is exactly right. A dream passes through me and the stars light up my eyes. Nothing could be better. Still, something isn't right. Should I stay here tonight doing something in particular? I find these perfect moments make me feel so peculiar. Should I be somewhere else shaping thoughts and changing minds? Or will I do it anyway? All with fate and time...

As Long As It Takes - From “Forgive Me My Syns”

I stare right at the sun and hope I'll soon go blind. I can't stand to see you with him even just one more time. I turn my stereo up as far as it will go. I can't stand to hear you love him. I don't want to know. But no matter what I do, he'll still be with you. I can torture myself as long as it takes to forget you. I can lie to myself as long as it takes to forget you. I spin around in circles to put you out of my mind. I count the breaks in the sidewalk to distract me from your crime. I run down endless streets as far as feet will take me. I stay out in the rain and wonder why God hates me. But no matter what I do, he'll still be with you. I can torture myself as long as it takes to forget you. I can lie to myself as long as it takes to forget you.

Alone - From “Isabella”

Your words are coat hanger thin. Why are you speaking at all? Why are you torturing me? No, I don't want this at all. I see the burn in your cheeks as you change what was truth. You offer pieces of nothing as irrefutable proof. And if the sky does fall down like you tell me it should, I doubt I'd even notice. I doubt I even could. I'm too busy just laughing at the voice in my head that keeps on telling me secrets about what you once said. You've never looked more beautiful. I've never felt so alone. And as this time passes by I find I'm listening more to this language you're using, but your grammar is poor. I'd swear I heard you say that you loved me way back when. Perhaps a previous lifetime, and this absolves you of sin. And if I had the strength to argue then perhaps I'd beg to differ, but instead I'll nod my head as my muscles get much stiffer. My thoughts are turning away from this ranting that you rave. I find I think of just one phrase, a single thought my mind will save: You've never looked more beautiful. I've never felt so alone. And if you think you know why I'm here all alone, you are so wrong. You haven't got a clue what I'm trying to do. You've never looked more beautiful. I've never felt so alone.

Crucify - From “Isabella”

"Seriously, in the 4 years we've known each other, there's always been something else besides just friendship. An unusual attraction." You take apart my inside and leave me but a piece. You render me indecent. I'm down on my knees. You know you make me suffer. I can not close my eyes. I'm punished by your beauty, and now I realize, you crucify my heart. You penetrate my soul, and I'll never let you go. You wonder why I love you. I tell you I can't help myself. You own me with your movements and watching you is hell. You cut me with your touches and pierce me with your eyes. The day I fell in love with you is the day you crucified...You crucify my heart. You penetrate my soul, and I'll never let you go.

Your Beautiful Lie - From “Isabella”

I think, therefore I am a bit to cerebral for your sensual ways. You are the definition of aloof. Never seeking truth or even motivations. Oh why would I want to deny your beautiful lie? Why would I want to deny your lie? I smell your thoughts in the air. Like the scent of your hair it turns me on. Your mystery excites me today, like it does most days, only more than before. Oh why would I want to deny your beautiful lie? Why would I want to deny your lie? If you want you can tell me strange lies and I'll rest here believing in the world you describe. If you want you can pretend your perverted and I'll rest here believing that you never pretend. If you want you can tell me strange lies and I'll rest here believing in pure fantasy. If you want you can persuade me with passion and I'll rest here believing that I found the real you. I close my eyes to the truth. It's got nothing on you. I don't want to know. You take my resistance away. I've got nothing to say. Let's go and play. Oh why would I want to deny your beautiful lie? Why would I want to deny your lie?

Isabella - From “Isabella”

Today my time stands still and nothing really matters. I'm blinded and confused by everything she is. Watching her is heaven and torture just the same. It makes my body tremble just to say her name. Isabella, all the time. Isabella, in my mind. Isabella. Will I find Isabella? Her mystery runs deep like color in her eyes. I play my every card to take down her disguise. She's pyramids and waterfalls, a siren to my soul. I throw caution to the sea so she might stay with me. Isabella, all the time. Isabella, in my mind. Isabella. Will I find Isabella? Hypnotic with her words, she whispers time and place where we will meet again. But I can't wait 'til then. Isabella, all the time. Isabella, in my mind. Isabella. Will I find Isabella?