Lyrics to unreleased songs entangled dreams

 

Dotted Lines (who I am) - Written by Michaela

Who am I? You can try to guess if you want to

In the pale moonlight as my mind reflects in the sky and my words collide with the light

You can try to puncture and depict every line But you see you'll never truly know who I am

But you know my name and you know my face but I don't think you know grace

And I don't mean the street where I played in the bar last week

no I mean what it is to feel faith and to feel alive and to not fear pain or to stay inside

when it's been raining all day and to face the truth that makes me look insane

I am afraid

when you are listening and I'm naked Glistening in the streets I paved

and every moment that plays is not one of the same and it's dusty and hides in the basement

And the street signs wet from the rain you and I are not one of the same

Somehow the reflections in puddles say you want to look back at those tapes and replay

As if the quivers in my voice as you hear it live will some how bleed through the precise tape that you've heard a thousand times

and you can try to count the times that I breath between each line

But the truth is you don't know and can't know what lies behind the constellations in my mind

And I swear I'm human and I swear been through hell and back as they say in the movies

and with every word I seem to have you intrigued

and you got worried about the stories that I tell because what I talk about in my songs is not like heaven and hell

It's all the shit in between and I don't want you to leave

Want you to stay for the show but as soon as that curtain calls

And as soon as the chord from my microphone unplugs and it falls

I want you gone I'm feeling overwhelmed and now I can't breathe and these people they follow me into the street

But the dotted lines call out to me Look up up to the sky so that I I can breath Realizing

I'm not up on the billboards I'm still just on the way up and I never feel bored I ascend in this in between

sometimes it's heaven and I'm not gonna lie I'm sorry sometimes it's misery

But I wouldn't have it any other way, any other way.

Who am I? you can try to guess if you want to in the pale moonlight as my mind reflects in the sky

And my words collide with the light you can try to puncture and depict every line

But you see you'll never truly know who - I - am

5/11/19 - Written by Michaela

Scream across the parking deck, adrenaline and no regrets.

A face that has been heaven sent, a night that we won't ever forget.

Her pink dress hangs across the floor as does mine, and as does yours.

We inhale comfort and let it pour into the air, and we beg for more.

As the night goes on we begin to let the time pass by and begin to forget.

As the hours pass like cars on the highway, you're talking to me and forgetting what your saying.

And your pupils are wide like the three a.m. sky, but none of us mind because we're all too high.

Trace your fingers on my back, rolling softly down the track

Words bounce across the space between the air, your hands, and you and me.

You and me...

Moving closer nothing between the blackout curtains keeping all of our dreams

Safe in the dark so that we can speak Of anything at all as synchronized we breathe

And when the temperature drops you just hold me tighter, I haven't felt this in a while.

Peace was this night, piecing together broken memories, won't last forever

they won't last forever

they won't last

Moving closer nothing between the blackout curtains keeping all of our dreams

Safe in the dark so that we can speak Of anything at all as synchronized we breathe

Impressions - Written by Michaela

soft undertones, picture this in your headphones
Beaten down back roads night sky storm on the way
Hold onto me because here comes the rain
Dance with me tonight 'cause what if it's (what if it's) all we have
Maybe it just might be all that we have

You better be
Be on your best behavior this is your first impression
Be honest, misbehave 'cause this is not your first impression
Be on your best behavior this is your first impression
Be honest, misbehave 'cause this might be your last impression


May your youth not be wasted may you feel like you've made it
Hopefully some day soon some day could not come soon enough

Soft undertones hear my voice in your phone together let's hope
Dance with me tonight 'cause what if it's (what if it's) all we have
Maybe it just might be all that we have
So

You better be
Be on your best behavior this is your first impression
Be honest, misbehave 'cause this is not your first impression
Be on your best behavior this is your first impression
Be honest, misbehave 'cause this might be your last impression

May your youth not be wasted may you feel like you've made it
Hopefully some day soon some day could not come soon enough
I don't stop when the sun goes down I want you to look around
You're beautiful

I will be
Be on on my best behavior 'cause this is my first impression
I'll be honest and misbehave because this might be my last impression

May your youth not be wasted may you feel like you've made it
Hopefully some day soon some day could not come soon enough
some day could not come soon enough

 

Dreaming of the city lights in broad daylight - Written by Michaela

Maybe I'll read something in a magazine that inspires me
Maybe if I work hard enough and dream big enough i can do everything
And maybe I'll hear something on the radio that enlightens me
After all this maybe life will be less tiring

A hundred dollar bill with a message written on it
A promise of dedication never to be forgotten
An empty cup of coffee on the dashboard
Always looking, wishing, hoping praying, always for something more

Maybe I'll finally see all the yellow taxis But I won't be riding in the backseat anymore
Nothing a shower and a cup of tea can't fix I don't wanna fall back down and miss a single thing

Sun shine bright through the cracks of my blinds
And I breathe and I feel alive
Dreaming of the city lights
In broad day light


A hundred dollar bill with a message written on it
A promise of dedication never to be forgotten
An empty cup of coffee on the dashboard
Always looking, wishing, hoping praying, always for something more
 

Promise - written by Annabelle

Eyes closed I'm running into water. I don't know, although this lands been chartered

Here i go diving straight into adventure, and i hope i won't drown.

So much promise right in front of us, all i want, everything i need. Please be, don't let me down.

Head in the clouds, never look back, never look down, just look around. 

This is how we dream in a small town. Sing it out, put your hands up, hear this sound. I know i will not drown.

So much promise right in front of us, all i want, everything i need. Please be, don't let me down.

Hoe, I'm finaly home and i know this is where i wanna be. So get ready.

'Cause here we go, here we go, here we go.

So much promise right in front of us, all i want, everything i need. Please be, don't let me down.

 

At The Top of Your Lungs - written by Annabelle

As the rain pours down and your hair covers your eyes in the dark you see much better it’s no surprise

Where I stand the stormy sea will carry you to land

Only after there’s scratches and bruises and rips in your clothes will you know,

will you finally understand, only when you bleed is when you know how to breathe correctly

I have fallen and I'm Not talking about falling in love or falling for someone

So stand tall and at the top of your lungs, tell the world

What do you love who do you want, and what is your dream right now?

Have you fallen and not known how to get up have you ever loved something so much it hurts

Just lay there where you fell for a minute and think about this world that we live in

Its not exactly easy but I’m here with all these broken people

And we're bleeding and digging out of this deep hole our faults have buried us in

But I'll happily lend a hand friend So stand tall and at the top of your lungs

 sing it out what do you love, who do you want, what are your dreams right -

what are your biggest dreams right now

Watch the full live performance of this song on our official YouTube channel.

 

Empty Parking Lots - written by Michaela

I wish that I had something more to say, but I guess I’m just not feeling it today.

There’s these lines that I can’t help but cross and these rules that I can’t seem to obey.

I can’t tell lately if I really like what I create

but I guess that’s just being an artist and that’s the price you pay.

I don’t really know if I’m standing or not, sometimes my vision get’s blocked.

I guess it’s all these empty parking lots.

Empty Parking Lots and time slots and memories lost and late night thoughts

And star gazing, and endless days but somehow we see the sun rays on the worst of all Sundays.

‘Cause all the days they seem the same and it occurs to me a lot

That if we close our eyes and forget the time what we’ll find is empty parking lots.

And we’ll find hope in the smallest places on the darkest days, this is why I create.

Empty Parking Lots and time slots and memories lost and late night thoughts

And star gazing, and endless days but somehow, we see the sun rays on the worst of all Sundays.

‘Cause all the days they seem the same and it occurs to me a lot

That if we close our eyes and forget the time what we’ll find is

Empty Parking Lots and time slots and memories lost and late night thoughts

And star gazing, and endless days but somehow, we see the sun rays on the worst of all Sundays.

If we just close our eyes and forget the time what we’ll find is empty parking lots.

 

Identity - Written by Annabelle

Darkness is my drug and the stars are my identity
I can only hope for good luck and what the future holds for me
I can only use these stars to wish but the question is will it be enough
I wonder what if.. I look to the sky and wonder of love

If the sun is a star why isn't it out at night and if I you love me too why isn't this right
Will the sun burn out into a million stars stars I can start again to wish  upon when it's dark

Darkness is my drug and the stars are my identity
I know this is what I want, I'm convinced but am I ready
I can only wake myself with a pinch but will I wish I was still asleep
I look to the sky and wonder what if to my heart will my mind be a thief

If the sun is a star why isn't it out at night and if I you love me too why isn't this right
Will the sun burn out into a million stars stars I can start again to wish  upon when it's dark

 

Stop and Go - written by Michaela

There’s only one star in the sky tonight and it’s you

And there’s only one way out, and it’s through.

We can only hope that the destination and where we’ll all end up is what’s better than expected.

‘Cause it seems that only old men drive expensive cars,

and to me bad pop music cannot be considered art

and it seems that this traffic that we’re stuck in is stop and go

and the only thing we can hold on to is this little bit of hope.

stop and go - stop and go - stop and go - stop and go

There’s only one star… and it’s you…

There’s only one book left on the shelf what’ll it be black and white heaven or hell

Or is there something more to see? Read between the lines.

Believe in something more, something more than just the time.

‘Cause it seems with all these expectations I’ve fallen below the bar and the only thing I can hold on to is you and you are the star.

There’s only so much time… can I spend It with you?

There’s only one star in the sky tonight and it’s you.

 

Pretty Much Brand New (Deja-Vu) - written by Annabelle

There’s something, something nagging at me. nobody can read me, nobody can see

Oh there’s something, something screaming in me

maybe that something’s hope and its begging to breathe.

Everything is deja-vu same old place and a brand new you nothing or something to lose

And these streets they all seem the same to me

And I can’t breathe buried beneath this concrete It's dark and lonely

Everything is deja-vu same old place and a brand new you nothing or something to lose

 

Apartment 304 - written by Michaela

There is mail piling up in front of your door.

There was hope under your rug it’s not there anymore.

And so this is the song that I wrote with the chords that I taught you.

It’s the feeling of spring with the windows rolled down and you right next to me.

And I only wish you could be by my side as I write this.

Because a chance like this is not one that I’d think would come or that I’d miss.

And I really hope that you’re not ignoring my message.

Cause if you don’t reply, than I think it’s time that I left you behind.

And so this is the song that I wrote with the chords that I taught you.

It’s the feeling of spring with the windows rolled down and you right next to me.

And I only wish you could be by my side as I write this.

Because a chance like this is not one that I’d think would come or that I’d miss.

So just promise me that you’ll smile. And promise me that you’ll get a grip.

And promise me that you’ll laugh again, even if my jokes aren’t the source of it.

And so this is the song that I wrote with the chords that I taught you.

It’s the feeling that’s gone when the leaves start to change.

It’s the thoughts in my head keeping me up too late.

And I only wish you could be by my side as try this.

Because a chance like this is not one that I thought that I ever would miss.

There’s mail piling up in front of your door.

 

Inspiration - written by Michaela

As I pull the blanket over my face I try to pull from my imagination

I try to think of a special day and this weight on my shoulders it weighs a ton

I am walking through this maze just trying to find inspiration.

Walk with me, will you please?  You, without a face or a name.

The day that the very thing that gives me purpose lets me down

I won’t let that day come around, no I won’t let you down.

Home this is home, I won’t leave. Hope this is hope, I can’t see.

 

Cold Hot Water - written by Michaela

The faucet is shiny, it’s beautiful isn’t it? The knobs are pristine.

The road is long and tiring.

Cold hot water tearing me apart you don’t know my heart.

The forest is green and the sky is blue, you say you’re proud of me

The fog burns off the dark pavement and I see you.

Show yourself to me, and I’ll show myself to you.

Cold hot water tearing me apart you don’t know my heart.

Please don’t look at me with those eyes you try but you lie and I think I just might lose my mind.

Cold hot water tearing me apart you don’t know my heart.

 

Little Good Things - Written by Michaela

Hold on tightly to me, I won't let your dreams get to far to reach.

And i can't breathe without you right here next to me.

So just hold, hold, hold on. And just hold, hold on.

And these memories aren't too far out of reach oh i can feel them so damn close to me

And please believe me when i tell you what I've told, stay young, stay young, stay young and don't grow old.

And just hold, hold, hold on. Just hold, hold on.

And you kid looking out the window please look me in the eye

and promise me, promise me, promise me, that you'll keep trying.

And hold, hold on. And just hold, hold on.

 

Red Headlights - written by Michaela

Red headlights in the back of my mirror. I’m too tired to lift my head.

But headlights aren’t red it must be in my head. Yea headlights aren’t red it must be… it must be

Stop signs, dead ends. But there is so much road ahead.

Let’s pretend for a minute that you can see what I see.

Clouds cover the sky making me feel alive for deep beneath the clouds is what’s really in my mind.

It’s the time, it’s the tries it’s the hope and the lies. This is all I take in yet I breathe out greatness.

Sure I am torn, so are you show it more, then we’ll see eye to eye and maybe tomorrow we can fly.

Headlights aren’t red it must be in my head

Where am I? I don’t know where I’m going but I know where I want to end up.

Cars pass by and in the moment I don’t know it but I know that I will never give up.

Because headlights aren’t red I know it’s in my head. Yea headlights aren’t red I know…

So I’ll stay in this storm hopefully you will join me.

Just know that when you’re ready this is where you can find me.

Confiding and hiding together we’re trying if we fail let’s fail binding, boding, dying.

Because headlights aren’t red I know it’s in my head.

 

Vacant - written by Michaela

Now you’re looking vacant. You’re poison like the air that I take in.

I’m sorry I must’ve been mistaken, cause now you’re looking vacant.

I’m losing my patience I’ve been waiting so long, I’ve been writing these songs.

But I think I’ll take my time on this one.

Cause nobody said, nobody told me this would be easy. And I don’t want to do anything instead

Must’ve misread cause… now you’re looking vacant. You’re poison like the air that I take in.

I’m sorry I must’ve been mistaken, cause now you’re looking vacant.

Now I’m looking vacant. Now I’m feeling naked.

You got me feeling vacant. And now I am vacant.

 

Talk Is Cheap - written by Annabelle

No one is the same but we all have the same choices

Bad choices are to blame for all the worthless noises

A sky full of stars driving home I never really notice

Notice out of the blackness of the sky black glitter and chrome

this moment is what really counts on this one dark night

Different places a different language but we all say the same things

everybody wants to be loved to be safest but we all wait for someone to bring.

Bring us what is meant to be brought then wander what we leak what we’re taught

We take advantage while our war is fought breaking down or giving up

Never really knowing you’re loved a lot… you’re loved so much

Cause talk is cheap and there’s a sky lit by starlight

Turn it up or leave I could listen to this all night

 

BLEND - written by Annabelle

Blank space on a brand new page a sketch yet to stretch erased

A sunset sky pushed aside making room for storm clouds in her eyes

An ocean of fear streams down her cheeks her mind floods with memories

She won't blend therefore her heart will mend again and again Cause it'll keep getting broken

She won't run with the trends so she will stand out and stand alone

Alone she'll stay for the obscure rules she won't obey

And she'll just keep searching and pounding her purpose

And failing and learning she tried it once but never again will she blend

Her mind flooded with memories like a box of Antiques

Yet to be seen or appreciated by a lock and key they’re separated

Floods only she will drown in no way out of this darkness she's found in

Instead of drowning we can learn to swim instead of giving up when the lights go dim

Falling or floating breathing or choking

Gasping for air in tainted lungs that've spoken words that shouldn't have come

Long gone they should've gone with the current

Currently writing a song and I really should burn it

Burn the words and bury the truth become something beautiful and new

She won't blend therefore her heart will mend again and again

Cause it'll keep getting broken she won't run with the trends so she will stand out and stand alone

Alone she'll stay for the obscure rules she won't obey

And she'll just keep searching and pounding her purpose

And failing and learning she tried it once but never again will she blend