Dear Ganthet, Can I be a Lantern? My heart is pure and devoid of fear. Isn't it time for me to shine In the lime light? Isn't it time for evildoers to beware my might Beware my light? OA! OA! Oh I've got rage under control And I keep my jealousy to a dull roar But I know that love Can take a good man And make a better man! So what? I can tell Sinestro That he can't destroy hope. He can't outrun an F# Bell's note. Isn't it time for me to shine In the lime light? Isn't it time for evildoers to beware my might Beware my light? OA! OA! Oh I've got rage under control And I keep my jealousy to a dull roar But I know that love Can take a good man And make a better man! What's up?

My heart has grown pajama soft Oozes, bruises, offers up secrets Peel my ventricles like banana tops Expose my prose in proper sequence Off the cuff I'm rough, a grizzly cub But my prayers are bare and only sung for Cupid Cupid So reply, Eros Let fly your arrows As I try to kiss the sun And if Aphrodite's lips Ask for tidy gifts All tied up with a bow I'll know that this is for No one I sing it wrong like campfire songs Each verse a new curse, repeating the chorus Mis ojos son mi corazón, leen las líneas de mi dolores I'm not tough enough to suffer love In the ways I craved when I was young and stupid Stupid So reply, Eros Let fly your arrows As I try to kiss the sun And if Aphrodite's lips Ask for tidy gifts All tied up with a bow I'll know that this is for No one I've got the body of a Greek philosopher Who shares his love of food And I've got the mind of a savant-geek-toddler Who stares in awe of the moon And if Fate thinks that you'd be a good catch Would you sit under this thatched roof? I did us a favor, an afternoon's labor Cut holes in the ceiling for a scenic view Of the stars beyond the vine The stars beyond the vine So pick up your bow and let a few go Reply, Eros Let fly your arrows As I try to kiss the sun And if Aphrodite's lips Ask for tidy gifts All tied up with a bow I'll know that this is for No one

Darling How I love you How I need you How I cry every night You're not by my side now Darling How I love you How I need you How I cry every night I know you'll want me back Someday now baby oh I know you'll cut me slack Darling How I love you How I need you How I cry every night Take me back, baby oh Darling How I love you How I need you How I cry every night I know you'll want me back Someday now baby oh I know you'll cut me slack Someday I'm gonna gonna make you mine Someday I'm gonna make you see I'm right Someday I'm gonna get back in your life Darling How I love you How I need you How I spy every night I'm outside your window now Darling How I love you How I need you How I spy every night I know you'll want me back Someday now baby oh I know you'll cut me slack Someday I'm gonna gonna make you mine Someday I'm gonna make you see I'm right Someday I'm gonna get back in your life

I used to stay up late And turn the TV and the internet both up to eleven It was a smokescreen for how I used to wallow in the hollow sound of my shallow breathing I used to sit and wait For Fate to finally contemplate the cards that she was dealing Me, I never saw fit to meet the blinds I'd rather fold up tight and try to hide And just hit to the Ceiling I like dead bars, I like slow cars And I like red lights I like slow bars, I like dead cars And I like resolving fights With words I don't know what you've heard But I've changed for the better I've changed for the better I used to stay up late And drone on like a dial tone 'bout my lonely life in space Drinking sweet lemons, eating sour grapes When the starlight hit me harder than your fist into my face I used to sit and wait For the phone to break my cone of silence Break me out my just-in-case I used to eat to beat the band But then my heart could hardly keep a beat And my feet were stumbling in Place I like dead bars, I like slow cars And I like red lights I like slow bars, I like dead cars And I like resolving fights With words I don't know what you've heard But I've changed for the better I've changed for the better I know you've heard many awful things And I know you're wondering If I'm sorry for the man I've been Or sorrier for the man I'm becoming And time makes more change than a soda machine But if you go for the cherry coke Your life could be this sweet And I've seen and done many awesome things That I've become the one who keeps Evolving I like dead bars, I like slow cars And I like red lights I like slow bars, I like dead cars And I like resolving fights With words I don't know what you've heard But I've changed for the better I've changed for the better I've changed for the better (I have) I've changed for the better (this time) I've changed for the better (at last) I've changed for the better (I'm fine)

These are not my legs These are pins and record needles This is not my arm But I’ll raise it to the ceiling And tell you to turn it up Because this music is turning me on These are not my hands but I still need them to play These aren’t my back muscles But I need to stand up straight And hold my head up way too high Like a giraffe or a Rasta or something else Exotic with its head in the clouds This is not my crowd But I tell them to put one hand in the air If getting our rock on Is getting their rocks off The clock is ticking So let’s tock Face-to-face-to-empty-space I don’t update regularly and I don’t tweet truth I sweet tooth like I am that antler An operative with no handler Freeing myself with a laser pen Writing my name on the moon Signing your ass with a Sharpie Don’t fall asleep with your shoes on Because we plan to rock your socks off And if you sleepwalk with no socks Your feet will stink But these are not your feet So get off of them Get up, get all the way up to the ceiling Get pushed into the cracks in the paint Kick away cobwebs And dance circles around busted light bulbs You’re never too big to be hoisted up and paraded around the room I can count more strong young men here than chair legs You’re never too old to rock ‘til you drop Just prepare to drop early enough for it to kick in before bed Old Man Galapagos Tortoise Is 4000 years old and he’s never left the rock He’s had the same girl for centuries And he’s walked a path into covered-wagon-wheel-ruts And that sounds like a great way to live