Poetry of sorts.  Stuff that doesn't really fit a tune well.  Words are words, I'll make the scenery pretty as soon as I can.  With any luck, you won't find them as lame as I do.

cutter
desolate beach
pain
perfect world
radio station documents
runner
charges of sympathy
bed bugs
same
we are the tempters
waiting game
locked out
better way
flood
gay poem
inertia
goods
impossible boy
sense
small
stains