Chris Walla - Field Manual
Coldplay - title unnanounced
Death Cab For Cutie - Narrow Stairs
Despot - Horray for Me
Postal Service - title unnanounced
PlayRadioPlay! - Texas
Rage Against the Machine - title unnanounced
The Spinto Band - title unnanounced
GTA IV
mist hangs over; broken sea
the brightest twilight; mystery
alone at the bottom stands a man
broken; with phone in hand
watching; distanced
silence; instants
should I wish that would be me
at the bottom of the sea
stir; retreat
escape; warmth meet
what drives one to brave the cold
more than the hearts to which were sold
the grass is greener on the other side
but when you touch; is when you cry
because you've broken perfection
this artificial taction
should I join life and with it by
or simply look and watch and die
whistling along like life is good
in a silent panic; are their words understood?
have I missed a lesson or missed them all
I feel falling;broken;obstacle
copper rustles in infinite blue
through foreign silence; thoughts peruse
silent question existence; parallels; design
I shift sides; seconds; a mental rhine
If there is nothing to win, then why not defy
look to the heavens; question the sky
late night she answers a wisper;a coo
Ive not got an answer only a clue
what you see when your eyes shut
Is what you want but cannot touch
© Jeremiah Treibel 2008