We Are One Tonight

All rise
All fall
I'll fail you all
We built these cities to stand so tall
We've lost
Our walls
I don't want to lose you coming down with the whole world upside down
I don't have a soul to trust in now with the whole world upside down
We are one tonight and we're singing it out
We are one tonight and we're dreaming out loud
Through the world is flawed these scars will heal
We are one tonight
Two eyes
One tongue
I've come undone
I'm not victim
I've paid these dues
I came to lose
I don't want to fight about it now with the whole world upside down
I don't have a soul to trust in now with the whole world upside down
I don't want to lose the common ground with
the whole world upside down
I don't want to fight about it now in a world that's burning out
Let's slow the evening down, slow it down, slow down
Please slow down, down, down
The stars are coming out
The Setting Sun

I've got a wound that doesn't heal, burning out again
burning out again.
I'm not sure which of me is real.  I'm alone again,
burning out again.
My hope runs underneath it all the day that I'll be home
It won't be long, I belong somewhere past this setting sun
Finally free, finally strong, somewhere back where I belong
They're selling shares of me again, I'm not buying it,
I'm not buying it
My wound goes deeper than the skin.  There's no hiding it,
so I'm not trying it
My hope runs underneath it all, the day that I'll be home
Finally back where we belong
Finally free
It's gonna take you to the setting sun
Let the weak say I am strong and it won't be long
Let the right say I was wrong and it won't be long
Let us find where we belong, beyond this setting sun,
beyond this setting sun
mmunition
Nothing Is Sound
All songs written by Jonathan Foreman, except "Lonely Nation," "Easier Than Love" and "We Are One Tonight" written by Jonathan Foreman and Tim Foreman. ©2005
Lonely Nation

She turns like the ocean
She tells no emotion
She's been gunning down the fight
She's reminiscing
Blood, sweat and one thing's missing
She's been breaking up inside, inside
Singing without tongues, screaming without lungs
I want more than my lonely nation, I want more than
my lonely nation
Desperate we are young. Separate we are one.
I want more than my desperation. I want more than
my lonely nation
We are the target market. We set the corporate target.
We are slaves of what we want.
We're just numb and amused and we're just used to bad news and
We are slaves of what we want
Lonely, lonely
Don't leave me hollow. I'm tired.
Don't leave me hollow. I'm tired of feeling low, of feeling hollow.
Stars

Maybe I've been the problem
Maybe I'm the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and blame myself the
outcome feels the same
I've been thinking maybe I've been partly cloudy
Maybe I'm the chance of rain
And maybe I'm overcast
And maybe all my luck's washed down the drain
I've been thinking about everyone
Everyone you look so lonely
But when I look at the stars I see someone else
When I look at the stars I feel like myself
Stars looking at a planet watching entropy and pain
And maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives
could pass as sane
I've been thinking about the meaning of resistance of a hope beyond
my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home
I've been thinking about everyone
Everyone you look so empty
Everyone, everyone, we feel so lonely
Everyone, everyone, we feel so empty
When I look at the stars I feel like myself
When I look at the stars I see someone
Happy Is A Yuppie Word

Everyone dies, everyone loves a fight
Nothing is sound, nothing is right side right
Evening comes when the sun goes down in red
Nothing is cool
When will all the fighting end?
Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
It's empty as an argument
I'm running down a life that won't cash out
Everything fails
Everything runs its course
A time and a place for all of this love and war
Everyone buys, everyone's got a price
Nothing is new, when will all the failures rise
When will all us failures rise, rise
Happy is a yuppie word
Blessed is the man who's lost it all
Looking for an orphanage
I'm looking for a bridge I can't burn down
I don't believe the emptiness
I'm looking for the kingdom coming down
Everything is meaningless
I want more than simple cash can buy
Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing is sound
The Shadow Proves The Sunshine

Sunshine won't you be my mother?
Sunshine come and help me sing
My heart is darker than these oceans
My heart is frozen underneath
Crooked soul trying to stay up straight
Dry eyes in the pouring rain
The shadow proves the sunshine
Two scared little runaways
Hold fast till the break of daylight
When the shadow proves the sunshine
Oh Lord why did you forsake me
Oh Lord don't be far away, away
Storm clouds gathering beside me
Please Lord don't look the other way
I'm a crooked soul trying to stay up straight
Shine on me
Let my shadows prove the sunshine

Easier Than Love

Sex is currency
She sells cars, she sells magazines
Addictive, bittersweet, clap your hands
with the hopeless nicotines
Everyone's a lost romantic, since our love became a kissing show
Everyone's a Casanova, come and pass me the mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone
She is easier than love, is easier than life.  It's easier to fake and
smile and bribe
It's easier to leave. It's easier to lie.
It's harder to face ourselves at night, feeling alone
What have we done, what is the monster we've become
Where is my soul
(Numb)
Sex is industry, the CEO of corporate policy
Skin deep ministry, suburban youth, hail your so called liberty
Every advertising antic our banner waves with a neon glow
War and love become pedantic, we wage love with a mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone
Sex is easier than love.
The Blues

Is this the new year or just another night
Is this the new year or just another fright
Is this a new tear or just another desperation
Is this the finger or just another fist
Is this the kingdom or just a hit and miss
I miss direction most in all this desperation
Is this what they call freedom
Is this what you call pain
Is this what they call discontented fame
It'll be a day like this one when the world caves in
I'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass
For broken hearts and broken noses in the back
Is this the new year or just another desperation
You push until you're shoving
You bend until you break
Do you stand on the broken fields where your fathers lay
It'll be a day like this one when the world caves in
Is there nothing here worth saving? Is there no one here at all?
Is there any net left that could break our fall?
It'll be a day like this one when the sky falls down
And the hungry and poor and deserted are found
Are you discontented? Have you been pushing hard?
Have you been throwing down this broken house of cards?
It'll be a day like this one when the world caves in
Is there nothing left now, nothing left to sing
Are there any left who haven't kissed the enemy
Is this the new year or just another desperation
Does justice never find you? Do the wicked never lose?
Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?
And nothing is okay until the world caves in
Until the world caves in, until the world caves in...
Politicians

Everything is broken, everything is broken
Everything is breaking down, breaking down
Everything is bleeding, everything is bleeding
Everything is breaking down, breaking down
I pledge allegiance to a country without borders,
without politicians
Watching for my sky to get torn apart
We are broken, we are bitter
We're the problem, we're the politicians
Watching for our sky to get torn apart
Come on and break me
Entropy and aching, where have we been aiming
Everything is fading out, fading out
We are the faded, splintered and sedated
Everything is fading out, fading out
I pledge allegiance to a country without borders,
without politicians

Golden

(Like freedom in spring)
She's alone tonight with a bitter cup and
She's undone tonight, she's all used up
She's been staring down the demons who've been screaming she's
just another so and so,
another so and so
You are golden, you are golden child
You are golden, don't let go, don't let go tonight
There's a fear that burns like trash inside
And your shame the curse that burns your eyes
You've been hiding in the bedroom hoping this isn't
how the story has to go
It's not the way it goes, it's your book now
You're a lonely soul in a land of broken hearts
Your far from home is a perfect place to start
So this final verse is a contradiction and the more we learn
the less we know
We've been talking about a feeling, we both know inside
but couldn't find the words
I couldn't write this verse.  I've seldom been so sure
about anything before
This world is a dead man down
Every breath is a fading crown we wear like some debilitated king
The earth spins and the moon goes round
The green comes from the frozen ground
And everything will be made new again like freedom in spring
(Like freedom in spring)
The Fatal Wound

I am the crisis
I am the bitter end
I'm gonna gun this down
I am divided
I am the razor edge
There is no easy now
Son of sorrow, staring down forever with an aching view
Disenchanted let's go down together with the fatal wound
This is the real thing, no rubber bullets now
This is the final bow
My breath avoids me, my chest is in my head
My stomach's upside down
Son of sorrow, staring down forever with an aching view
Disenchanted let's go down together with the fatal wound
With the fatal wound
With the fatal wound
Daisy

Daisy give yourself away
Look up at the rain, the beautiful display of power and surrender
Giving us today when she gives herself away
Rain, another rainy day
Comes up from the ocean, to give herself away
She comes down easy on rich and debt the same when
she gives herself away
Let it go, daisy let it go
Open up your fist this fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest, it doesn't hold your soul
Daisy let it go
Pain, give yourself a name, call yourself contrition, avarice or shame
Giving isn't easy, neither is the rain and she gives herself away
Daisy why another day, why another sunrise, who will take the blame
For all redemptive motion and every rainy day
He gives himself away
Let it go, daisy let it go
Let it go...
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