Part one Painful, rainy, insane hours This city, reigned by insane cowards Lonely soul, where have you pondered I've wondered, where you've been This loft we share, we've sure conjured An appetite for tasteful sin New friends and older strangers Some of the best I've ever seen A newer friend, a newer stranger His name is Jim Before I go on, I must describe this man named Jim Thick, long, curly, black hair A full beard almost...forest-like Hiding his childish grin A pretty face, a second face, a mask faced with the problems within Tired eyes, brown, forever staring in thought Staring at the problems it brought There is one situation I remember in particular: The sky where a roof once stood I asked him Jim, what do I do if the drops never stop raining in? "Don't worry about it man", he says, soft spoken "You pull the blanket over your face It's like lying in warm embrace with your closest lover" A man I know, will always love, for what he means to me Until the end, what was that he said Drinking Ends All Dreams DEAD A lifetime, yet only 27 years to live To leave this place before betraying Up and down you go Falling ever deeper The higher you fly, the easier it is to see him The harder the fall, the more you want to give in Death smiles And in the candlelit river you decide to swim Painful, rainy, insane hours This city, reigned by insane cowards Lonely soul, where have you pondered I've wondered, where you've been This loft we share, we've sure conjured An appetite for tasteful sin New friends and older strangers Some of the best I've ever seen A newer friend, a newer stranger His name is Jim Old friend, shouldn't you be dead? I can still recall the last words you said

Volume swells I wake up as it comes Standing on a slippery ledge I think I remember when Gasping at the shitty city lights My eyes open wide in lust, angst, night And I wonder if life had any sight Maybe I'll go around town, Look for a place, where the days stop slippin' A room, where the live stop livin' Way, way down, where the city's sleepin', it drowned Warm foggy covers, let the people rest I walk along the roof tops, the city sleeps It's at its best Can you feel it too? We're slowly ascending Into chaos driven By spiteful, drowsy, dumb-fuck living It's vivid My mouth is the only window open every day of the year The only one in a town of debt and rent Of all days spent, drunk and complicit Please. Just one more beer and I'll be right here. Won't you come? I'll steer us into the river, you'll hear?