1.      THE BALLAD OF BELLA FURY
california beaches where the color never runs dry
never noticed mind crowned by all that stormy sky

salvage love where shipwreck paints survival bitter
call love "american beauty".
call war
"beautiful fury".

never thought i'd see the day when we would walk away
never thought i'd feel the way i felt around you, baby
guess it's easy when you're tempted by the promises
didn't understand we can't belong to anybody

don't you know that you weren't meant to be just anybody
don't you know your body don't belong to anybody
guess it's easy to be tempted by the songs we're given
even when we grew up singing just to prove that we exist here


2.    CHILDREN OF DREAMERS (poem)
we are the children of dreamers
rifling through our memories for a piece of stained glass nostalgia
riding on and on for hours and hours, miles and miles

stripteasers
standing tete a tete in a dark room at midnight
moonlight streaming in through the window blinds, minds made up
to bare our souls, but not quite naked
not quite ready to see what's wrong like

walking in a sunshine
minefield of daisies

this american dream had us thinking we weren't good enough

flipping through channels, silver screen consciousness
throwing caution to the wind, and the passion gets lost with it

we are like autumn leaves
spiraling down the same center axes
gravity pulls us down to the ground
so we beat it there, reaching roots deep
down into the earth so we do not forget the fact that

we are the children of dreamers
rifling through our memories for a piece of stained glass nostalgia
riding on and on for hours and hours, miles and miles


3.    PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY
we never mean to get this high, but out here
we always end up making love to fallen angels.
these LA girls got ultraviolet in their eyes,
so let's roll down the windows
breathe infinite blue sky.

    anonymity never felt like it does tonight;
    crashing, like the waves on the side of the cliffs at night.

now what if love is just another state of mind?
and all of us are just addicted to the feeling.
deep down we know that all of this is going to change soon,
so let's roll down the windows
breathe infinite blue sky.

    anonymity never felt like it does tonight;
    crashing, like the waves on the side of the cliffs at night.
    driving to the top of the world just to watch it burn,
    always high up.  the pacific is our sunrise.

        hopelessly in hopeful state of mind, i
        lock eyes with you, in moments stolen from spotlight.
        picture us: swaying back & forth
        in slow dances like slow motion tsunamis,
        calling god's name like it's black magic;
        praying to be found with eyes unopened.
            afraid of heights but you crave the fall,
            crash landing in the hotel hall,
            knocking on all the wrong doors,
            i couldn't find you anymore,
        i am still
        as my heart will allow,
        as the night will allow me to be,
        & you are gloriously dangerous,
        demonstrating how an angel gleams gold
        even after grace has shattered,
        how dignity washes clean our skins.


4.    YOU ARE THE OCEAN
baby you are the ocean
the farther i dive in, the more i know
so i'm holding my breath just vibing the motion
you don't need to tell me where to go.

    baby i
    want to jump inside
    right into the depths of
    you.

i wake up on the coastline
and your waves are pulling me back in.
if you keep rocking the boat i'm
manning then i'm better off sinking in.

    baby i
    want to jump inside
    right into the depths of
    you.


5.    THE GOOD
toxicity, when i call you up at night,
intricacy how we fall in place like
we're pieces of two separate puzzles.
riddle how we ricochet and mix, oh

my vision is a tunnel
so if you be my light
the end can be our funnel
and the days are feeling right
so there's really nothing left to do
but sit back and replay these nights,
watch the stars fade to grey skies,
just watch them.

so nothing is wrong tonight
never mind all the problems
there ain't no tomorrow here
and there's no high to fall from

    when i'm like this with you
    i want to fall fast
    and recklessly...
    is that good for me?
    no time for questions or
    your honesty, just
    reckless words.
    say you'll be good for me.

your cardigan, slipping off your waistline, slow
like summertime nights before the fall, i
could watch you dance in the circles to the bass all night
as if the neighbors never complain, oh

my vision is a tunnel
your eyes the deepest green
american beauty subtle turn
american dream
and there's really nothing left to do
but count all the ways that
the wars you were born into
fuck with your conscience

but nothing is wrong tonight
never mind all the problems
there ain't no tomorrow here
and there's no high to fall from

    when i'm like this with you
    i want to fall fast
    and recklessly...
    is that good for me?
    no time for questions or
    your honesty, just
    reckless words.
    say you'll be good for me.

only the good baby
only the good baby
say you'll stay
say you'll see
only the good
when you're with me
say you'll see
only the good
when you leave

[outro is a soundscape incorporating PCH riff + 
"sit back and replay these nights,
watch the stars fade to grey skies,
just watch them."
echoing throughout]


6.    BAD DAYS ***guitar/voice/rain
say you'll stay with me
like you mean it
i'll believe in you
for a minute
til a minute becomes a day
cause a day is all that i need
i haven't been sure about you
and me lately, baby

cause right now
i'm feeling like i can't save you
from the pressure of bad days
cause right now
i'm feeling like the pressure's on me
to be all that you have, babe


7.    FIAMMA (poem)
can i be content to contend
all the pain i depend on?
am i anything if not a
conflict in person?
tell me if i would leave
marks on your world
if you didn't think i
was worth saving?
cause the thought alone's
enough to break everything
in my own devised safe haven

crave to be loved
with a full heart
and freedom of mind.
it's a shame,
we are starved
for attention and learn
young to be numb all the time.
pray to be found,
transcendtal in our
thoughts and in our words.
say that you'll stay
til the flame is a
powerful memory burned.


8.    MINOR KEY (poem) ***[POMPEII INTRO]
minor key
low down
sound off
into the night
lit like
luminaries;
luminaries
likened to light that

caught corners
sculpted stone
peek into galaxies
not your own
mind crowned
stormy skies
khaki skinned and
kohl eyed
all on your own
all on your own
all on your own

    
9.    POMPEII
tear it out of my ribs,
i don't like the way my heart talks
when you walk past: skipping
beats and waiting back,
and all for what?
just so we can hear you call back?
heightened awareness,
adrenaline kicking
my brain into high gear
my words taking cliff dives off of high rises

i am addicted to the way that you look
when you're looking up at me
you're fire hazard and i am frayed edges
trying to burn neatly

    let me fall down to my knees
    and worship at the gates of your temple
    and i'll say a prayer cause my heart is
    going up in flames
    call me pompeii
    cause my body is a city up in flames

you're drinking june in like pompeii
like things are meant to die
i see the way that we fall in
and self destruct, oh what
this city taught us about love
is sacrament and though
we never question that faith
i can't help but wonder why
we lose our innocence too soon
oh baby what is it like
to love for a night?

i am addicted to the way that you look
when you're looking up at me
you're fire hazard and i am frayed edges
trying to burn neatly

    let me fall down to my knees
    and worship at the gates of your temple
    and i'll say a prayer cause my heart is
    going up in flames
    call me pompeii
    cause my body is a city up in flames


10.    SEARCHING FOR SOLACE 2

harder than it seems
isn't it?  isn't that why we
take it as it comes, these
hollywood ideals hitting
right between the sheets
finding a love in the darkness
any pair of arms
looking for, searching for solace
when the evening comes
all of the beautiful people
spilling through the streets
life on the silverest platters
all i wanna know is
who you are when there's no cameras
all i wanna know is
what love will take from the honest

all this time we tried to build a shelter out of our love
seeking refuge in the walls we built around each other
baby don't you know your body can't belong to anybody
it can't belong to me

if this is love then why do i feel like you're mine?
i just want freedom from the wars inside our minds
no peace or harmony when we can't even fly
no peace or harmony until we free our minds

we used to think love was such a beautiful thing
but one day rifles dropped out of the sky and men in camo green
ordered our grandparents' parents to waltz with them--
split their tongues on the bayonets.
that was the day we made peace with war.
the fastest way to erase history is to train us young,
shipwrecks of logic spun through the thrust of split tongue
instruments of war forged in hollywood's saturation, we are
civilized--my people 

all this time we tried to build a shelter out of our love
seeking refuge in the walls we built around each other
baby don't you know your body can't belong to anybody
it can't belong to me

if this is love then why do i feel like you're mine?
i just want freedom from the wars inside our minds
no peace or harmony when we can't even fly
no peace or harmony until we free our minds

where does she go when the neon fades and the glamour is gone?
i see her downtown but she don't look the same in the grips of the sun
the weight of the summer has left me to wonder
if i was ever right to think i
could be the one to save her
still none of us can blame her
we're all just trying to get by  


11.    ROSE-TINTED RAYBANS
nights: heaven fell on the snow dipped concrete
sweet summer memories a thing of the past
you never know it til the last damn moment
you never know it til the whole thing crashes
and i can see it like a film strip catching
fire on screen like a hollywood thriller
director took his liberties with the script and you
countdown from peaks of your highest climax
lust after love like a golden chalice
get to the gates with your heartbeat calloused

    try not to think too much about it
    imagination is a canvas
    too many blues are in this palette, so i'll
    put on my rose-tinted raybans
    and let my fingers do the talking

true colors bleeding on the stage while you're dancing
a crashing comet come to earth wreaking havoc
the neon lights get them close enough to pluck you
right from the sky into glass case bedrooms
and all the while i'm standing by at the coatcheck
wrapping myself in a camouflage bomber
biding my time while the denouement unravels
riding your horses to your highest climax
lust after love like a golden chalice
get to the gates with your heartbeat calloused

    try not to think too much about it
    imagination is a canvas
    too many blues are in this palette, so i'll
    put on my rose-tinted raybans
    and let my fingers do the talking

i wanted to be in a place all my own,
surrounded by far reaching symbolic
facets of home like breakfast conversation,
humming in the bathroom, my name
in her voice: sweet songs in our mother tongue.
instead i got to know you, the leaves
on the kitchen floor blowing in through
open windows, cold winter car rides
from midnight til sunrise i was
deep looking in your eyes and i saw
manifest destiny, burdening the love
that was there.
we were destined to fall apart;
all a part of the bigger picture.
you missed out on one moment before so you
started fishing for one that you'd be ready for,
every time wishing you'd studied more,
worked to actively demystify the mystique
of your femininity, the one that
made you infinity yourself to me. this is
magnetized attraction, unauthorized
passion in action, you flashed
before my eyes, embodied
brazilian rhythm with the scent
of your sighs, the mint on your
breath like intent
staining the air. the same way
words get caught in our hair
and ideas seep into our skin
then stay there, tainting the fairness
of it all.  we are a heat
seeking affair, missing
the mark by mere millimeters,
hitting dead spots, careening
into distant crevices our minds
could not imagine, abandoned
where nothing but the void exists.
staring down from impossible
heights and saying this
is love.


12.    AMERICAN BEAUTY//THE BALLAD OF BELLA FURY (REPRISE)
call love
"wild".

call love
"hardship".

same old mythology
we heard when we
were children
wildly dreaming
navigating
seashell bodies
in the limbo
between two oceans
called hardship--
not even prayer
coul part
the tides,
not even knife
could cut
the ties between these
lifetimes.

california beaches where the color
never runs dry.
never notice mind crowned by all that
stormy sky.

salvage love where shipwreck
paints survival bitter.
call love "shipwreck".

built white picket fences
all around our bridges,

broken but i loved the way you
reigned over my vision.
call love "american dream".
call war "american beauty".
call this song
our
beautiful fury.

13.    DRINK MY SELF (OUTRO)
wonder what she'll say when i am gone
last year we were talking so damn young and naive
now we never seem to know enough
all this heartbreak in my carry on, i'm leaving home

yeah, i hate the way i left her cold
danger to myself as i've been told before
last year i was holding her so tight
now i'm holding onto how i'm right, i'm leaving home

drink my self apart tonight, i
want to wake up on the other side
of the world

wonder what she'd say if i had stayed
last year she would call to ask if i'm okay
now i torch our love on every stage
all across this city, every night i'm leaving home

drink my self apart tonight, i
want to wake up on the other side
of the world