It's springtime in New Orleans again

Even though it's only January tenth.

‘Cause in my home city,

It's well below freezing

It's in the single digit degrees

And here it's over sixty

My girl down here is so warm

She’s giving something

To look forward towards

'Cause back home the girls,

They are so cold

And I'm not looking forward to home

‘Cause that's three months

That I'm not in her arms

This city I love will be gone in my life

But then again so will I

When it all has returned to the sea

Will we swim to safety?

I was watching some learning TV

They were talking about

A mouse's heartbeat

And I realized our life's

Not measured in time

But in, 'pound pound pound' repeat

At least that's what I learned the week

‘Cause each day I learn something new

Like how many men

Have been to the moon

I've seen a tiny percent of this tiny planet

And they've seen it all in their view

I want to see all too

This city I love will be gone in my life

But then again so will I

When it all has returned to the sea

Will we swim to safety?

Tell me will you swim, swim with me?

When does a human, become a person?

When their ideas, are truly their own

When they realize they are living?

Wonder if they’re deserving?

Or the day, they realize they’ll die.

But these ideas are not my own

They are not mine.

They are of a child’s mind

And some days, I see you in the garden

Picking fruits before the Autumn,

Not knowing yet

That good things,

Will come just if you let them

Haven’t, quite yet learned that lesson

But give it a matter of days

When will this person,

Come to adulthood?

What sorts, the boys from men?

When they realize we're imperfect,

But we are still deserving

Of forgiveness, they can give

But these ideas are not my own

They are not mine.

They are someone else’s lines

I trust that, our father he will mould you

He will teach you all the values,

That he taught me

So one day,

When our lives are in their Autumn

We will plant some trees for others

Whose shade we will never see.

I am human. But am I a person?

Am I important? Am I deserving?

Can I reach forgiveness?

With all these imperfections?

I am a human. No, I am a person

But these ideas are not my own.

I knew what it was to have a home

Back before innocence had flown

Long before I had dreams of South

I bleed with the memory of fountains

In the last few years this has become

A ghost town of lost acquaintances

And I roam from one,

Ghost town to the next

This has become my life in present

I never knew I’d miss this home

All of our adventures in the woods

We were young,

And were vulnerable to change

It’s become the epidemic of our age

In the last few years this has become

A ghost town of lost acquaintances

And I roam from one,

Ghost town to the next

This has become my life in present

Tears of joy spew from this lonely orphan

Down the Mississippi

Towards New Orleans

And congregate in the Atlantic Ocean

Spring fed from the City of Fountains

City of Fountains, City of Fountains,

City of Fountains, City of Fountains

City of Fountains, City of Fountains,

City of Fountains, City of Fountains

Ground is flat, sea is rough,

Sky is deeper than we know.

But you are edges, you are curves.

And in my sheets, you are colors,

You are shapes, you are lines.

And in your hues, you’re my muse.

In your corners, I would hide,

Where your shadows and light collide.

In my bloodstream, on my skin,

There your colors, let you in.

I forgot ’til we met,

How to see the simple things.

Like how your edges, come to curves.

Do you mind if I write, so I don’t forget,

Where you end and I begin?

In your corners, I would hide,

Where your shadows and lights collide.

In my bloodstream, on my skin,

There your colors, let you in.

Where your edges, and my edges, align.

Where your edges, and my edges, align.

He hasn't dreamt of a

White Christmas for years

Because he knows the grass

It is much greener in southern hemispheres

He must be a very confused bird

Because at the first sign of snowfall he'll spread his wings

And up and fly north

I am sick of this Missouri winter,

‘Cause I'm Mr. Heat Miser

She is the oddball of her family

She spends three quarters of the year

Living under palm trees

But, when the solstice has come and gone

She will run to home like a winter hare

Camouflaged in the snow

Will I give up Kansas in December,

And resign as the Snow Miser?

What I'd give for her touch

(What I'd give for his touch)

To freeze in her cold, winter clutch

(To melt in his warm, summer love)

I'd suffer a feverish cough

(I would burn just because)

She's (he's) too much

It's too much to ask of a girl (boy)

Who has spent

One year and some change

As my other half, my polar opposite

I only fear that the Autumn will come

And just like in Springtime

The seasons will fall

And they’ll sunder our love

We’ll never compromise with one another

Without help from Mother Nature

This Southtown will be,

Yours to make a winter

My sacrifice to Mother Nature

Since the eclipse

I found beauty in that which

Will always exist

I have stared at the sun

Though it’s stared down at me

I have never once

Offered my eyes

Like a prayer from a pagan

To the king of the skies

I am worshiping her

As constant as heavenly spheres

I will rise, and set on you

I will rise, and set on you

She is pulling on me,

Like the tide from moon

As it pulls on the sea

I will happily float

I'm safe in her waters,

I'm already home

So if I wash ashore

I'll just have to wait

For her tide to restore

I am trusting in her

Comme le marin fait confiance à la mer

I will rise, and set on you

She will rise and set on me, too

If you come to,

It wasn't ‘cause I woke you,

You must've drifted

If I lose you,

It wasn't ‘cause I meant to,

I can't talk backwards

But in my fictions,

I never fail to mention

That I blame you

If you had to lace up my shoes,

Could you blame me?

If you need help,

You’ll have to send an email,

And I'll get back to you

In the next day,

Gives me time to think,

So I don't say what's due

If that sounds harsh,

Know I can’t speak backwards.

I’m repeating myself

I’m used to cycles,

And never making progress.

Onward and upward!

I'm drawing straight lines,

Between you and I,

They just keep going

No starts or ends;

No line segments.

They go their own way

When I hurt you,

I tallied up my virtues.

Do they matter?

‘Cause hurt people,

Hurt other people,

Can you blame them?

When in doubt,

You need love,

I hope you find some

My "one in a million,"

There's seven thousand of them.

I hope you find yours

When you move out,

I hope that you move downtown,

Where the lights are

You've always loved them,

I never could sleep through them.

I hope they find you

How many boyfriends,

Does it take to change a light bulb?

It's too dark to count

I've burned my hands,

And now it is their turn.

They'll figure it out

I'm drawing straight lines,

Between you and I,

They just keep going

No starts or ends;

No line segments.

They go their own way

Lover please don't age again

Couldn't stand the thought,

Of you growing old without me

Can you try to make it stop?

Can you try to make it stop?

I have broken every clock

Couldn't check the time,

Without the ever-present reminder

I had to try to make them stop.

I had to try to make them stop

Those who ignore history

They are truly blessed,

To live out their lives repeating

All the things that they once loved.

You're the thing that I once loved

History books line my shelves

With each spine I crack,

It's the ever-present reminder

That each page takes you away.

I am doomed to not repeat

I know you, are my history

Cause I know you,

From my history books

Julian, you're critically endangered

Despite my best efforts

Are you alright? Are you alright?

Are you alright?

Can you stay, happy, healthy, stable,

When chemically unable?

You try so hard, you try so hard,

You try so hard.

Julian, can you give life meaning,

When work ethic is fleeting?

Will you work ‘til you're old?

Work ‘til you're old? Work ‘til you're old?

Would you find, you'd prefer to idle,

And let life pass you gentle?

Are you wasting your life?

Wasting your life? Am I wasting mine?

Julian, can you choose your actions?

Or is life reactions?

Would I do the same? Would I do the same?

If things were the same

Candle wax, is dripping on your hands

From burning at both ends

You're burning too bright,

Burning too bright, burning too bright

Julian, would your friends still love you,

If they saw things that I do?

I will not tell, I will not tell, I would not tell.

Tell me true, do they make you happy?

Or are they distracting?

From loving yourself, loving yourself,

Loving yourself

Juniper compared me to a Beatles song

I don't know which,

But it sounds so meaningful

I'm thinking "Love Me Do,"

Or "I've Got to Get You In My Life"

Because Juniper smiled for the first time

Juniper, says she don't fall for,

That old luck and astrology

Says it's the most absurd,

Thing she's ever heard,

Says 'we make our own destiny'

Juniper is rooting for the underdog

Makes me wonder,

If that's what she keeps me around for

She loves my mix CDs,

For all my mixed emotions

Because Juniper's,

Not going through the motions

Juniper, says she don't fall for,

That old luck and astrology

Says it's the most absurd,

Thing she's ever heard,

Says 'we make our own destiny'

She's an antique watch,

But her hands are stuck

Half past five o'clock, Always dressed to the nines.

She'll mix black and blue,

Get away with it too,

Hides her one tattoo,

That's only meant for my eyes.

She will dance around,

To not a sound,

Her feet off the ground,

Her hips will write a symphony.

She's not one to adapt,

Keeps her suitcase packed,

Case she's leaving fast,

She's not meant for captivity.

So I'll cherish the memory in my mind

Of when Juniper smiled for the first time

You are endless

As far as I can tell

I stare longing

I am helpless

And so you bring me in

I do nothing

You are wine-red

Drunk upon your lips

You invite me

As I give in, I give up

Sometimes waiting, is too much work

You are open

And free for all to see

They enjoy you

I am empty

Your tide it pulls me in

I do nothing

I see visions

A boy upon your shores

He looks happy

First impressions, they make or break

When you met me, I was weak

Lovely girl won’t you please stay ’til morn?

I’ve held you in contempt,

Nevermore

‘Cause the one place you belong

Is in my arms

And without your sweet embrace,

I shan’t be warm

I wish I spoke more languages

To say again without repetition

‘Cause there’s only so many ways

For me to say:

“Linda favor de pasar la noche”

Lovely, you are lovely to me, And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me,

And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me,

And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me.

Lovely girl will you please stay the same?

Need something in life

That doesn’t change

In seven years this frame will be renewed

That’s seven years

I’d like to spend with you

Each night as I'm dozing off to sleep

I’ve been known to forget everything

When I wake and see you in my bed

I'll fall for you again, stronger yet

Lovely, you are lovely to me, And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me,

And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me,

And everybody else

Lovely, you are lovely to me.

It's not a play on words,

I just haven't seen the sun since Sunday

It's not a metaphor,

It's just been really rain

And the skies are dark,

It's been nothing but overcast lately

Who'd've known,

April showers could be so depressing?

So I will plant some seeds,

For both you and me,

And maybe something good,

Will come of this rain

So let the gardens flood,

And these seeds be drowned in mud

And maybe we can learn,

To make light of this spate

"It's not choice," you say,

"That my head feels like it's drowning

When I leave my bed,

The weight of the world it surrounds me.

And my thoughts are dark,

And I haven't been eating much lately.

Who'd've known,

I'd be the one to disappoint me?"

So I will plant some seeds,

For both you and me,

And maybe something good,

Will come of this rain

So let the gardens flood,

And all I love be drowned in mud

And maybe we can learn,

To make light of your pain.

"I think you're jaded," I said

"Seeing through a shaded lens."

"I think you are the jaded one,"

She said, "my little optimist,

I bet you think that daylight is

The natural state of things

Not that which displaces dark

You take it for granted

Love, you're needed like water is

But I'm a waterfall

The whole world feels your benefit

And I'm just beautiful

So love you be the blinding sun

And I'll keep wearing shades

And be useless as the moon

Beautifully ornate."

Listen close ‘cause I,

Don’t want to whisper louder

Lest my words bend like,

Light through a glass of water

I am drawn to you,

As if I’m a barfly

And this city is,

My favorite neon sign

I know you’re a bird

Or so I’ve heard

Now I’ve got your ear,

Will you pay attention?

I will burn this nest,

With the best intentions

If given the choice,

I will sink nor swim

I will fly to you,

Before this winter ends

‘Cause if you’re a bird

Then I’m a bird

Table for two.

She said she’d come.

Table for two.

I’ll wait for her.

You get free, dessert.

If she doesn’t show.

If she doesn’t show.

The studio is sparkling.

For the first time in months.

You made your bed.

She’ll lie in hers.

At least you get some sleep.

When you sleep alone.

When you sleep alone.

I can watch the sunrise

By my own damn self

I’m falling asleep

But you're not there to help

Now I'm seeing colors

That we rarely see

While you enjoy his arms

And his company

I suffer through sore eyes

And these aching limbs

My body says it’s too late,

It’s not used to this

And I’m just as detached As you claim to be

It’s not the same sunrise

Without your company

Your room was the palace of Eros,

In many ways.

I fell for you

Though I couldn't see your face

But my doubts always,

Consume me whole

Now the tides have shifted,

I’m Psyche and you’re Eros

I can count Apollo’s horses

On one hand

As they soar through horizons

Over far off lands

And I can trust that from his lips

I’ll hear no lies

‘Cause unlike you

I know that I can trust the sky

I swear your bed was Delphi

'Cause I breathed in fumes

And I saw things that don’t exist,

I wish were true

I begged the goddess Carpo,

Would this summer bring

A ripened fruit

Of newfound possibilities?

Your bed was the palace of Eros,

In many ways.

I fell for you

Though I couldn't see your face

But my doubts always,

Consume me whole

Now the tides have shifted,

I’m Psyche and you’re Eros

My sleep alone,

Is like a curse from Aphrodite

But could this box,

Contain seeds from Persephone?

And from this seed,

Maybe a love can grow

But I refuse to sleep,

So I guess I will never know

You flew so fast,

I sometimes doubt if you exist

One night you were mine,

And now you are his

I guess my inhibitions

Got the best of me

The box is gone,

I lost my chance for you, to wake me.

This kettle wasn’t meant for the stovetop,

The wires and the plastic they melted

You almost burned the house down

Your first time with a fire extinguisher,

Sprayed the kitchen down just to be sure

I laugh about it now

The carbon ruined my favorite toaster,

I’m just glad that you were not hurt

It scared you half to death

Didn’t drink tea for a solid six months,

I’m not sure how we managed wake up

We did it somehow. We did it somehow

That kettle wasn’t meant for the stovetop,

The wires and the plastic they melted

I almost burned the house down

The flames they scorched a portion of the wall,

Never made the call to our landlords

It scared me half to death

You were sleeping off in the next room,

The screech of the alarm it awoke you

You came in running fast

When you found me I was complete wreck,

You crushed me in your arms worried sick

I think about it now. I think about it now

Nostalgia's got me scared to death.

Nostalgia's got me scared to death

Nostalgia’s got me.

Nostalgia's got me scared to death.

Nostalgia's got me scared to death

Nostalgia’s got me.

(I’m not sure how I manage to wake up

No I’m not sure how I manage to wake up.

I do it somehow, I do it somehow.

I do it somehow, how do you do it now?)

Aurora, Aurora I’m looking at you

So you know that I know

What I want to do

‘Cause I know you live by your resolutions

But you needn’t fear

‘Cause I have the same ones

Aurora, Aurora I need you to trust

That what I am feeling is clearly not love

And I don’t know most things

But I do know this

Aurora, Aurora's so damn attractive

I’m singing a ditty,

I’m humming a tune

To a girl who sings

So much better than I do

I’d serenade her but I’d just get critique

From a girl who knows

All the proper technique

That I never bothered to learn

Aurora, Aurora stop looking at him

Like he holds the answers

To life’s great questions

And I know his answers

Are as good as mine

But he has your attention

And he has your eye

Aurora, Aurora I keep saying your name

In hopes you will hear

This sick-sweet refrain

I claim no truths

But I’m damn sure of this:

Aurora, Aurora's so damn attractive

I’m singing a ditty,

I’m humming a tune

To a girl who sings

So much better than I do

I’d serenade her but I’d just get critique

From a girl who knows

All the proper technique

That I never bothered to learn

I’m doing some research,

I’m making a list

Of the prettiest songbirds

That I have witnessed

And I’m bending the rules

So that your name can fit

You might not be the best

But you’re surely top ten

I hope that sounds pleasant,

I mean no offense

I mean that sincerely

As a compliment

Of the hundreds of thousands

Of birds that exist

I’d much rather hear

Your species’ anthem.