April 30th Set List – The Canyon – Agoura Hills

It’s a Quarter to Ten

It’s a quarter to ten… and I can’t see the end
to this torture that I’m in, this hole I’ve fallen in, because of you… I owe it to you…

It’s a quarter to ten… I’ve lost my best friend…
and I wonder what you’re doing now, I thought I’d hear from you somehow,
but it’s all in my head, you’re probably in somebody’s bed…
Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall… Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall

It’s a quarter to ten… I can’t understand…
You turned your back on me, turned so cold so easily, that couldn’t be you… your love was “so true.”
Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall… Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall

Drained dry. Nothing left inside. You took all that I had… my every feeling… and I still don’t know why.
Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall… Down… and down… and down… way down, I fall

It’s a quarter to ten…

Sweet Starry Eyes

Remember… long ago when we were kids
We said… it’d be you and I forever
You told me I’d be your king, you’d be my queen
Together we would conquer all our dreams

Sweet starry eyes, that shone through the darkest days
You’ve colored my life, in more than a million ways
You made me your king and I made you my queen
The greatest love story we could have dreamed

Sweet starry eyes, that shone through the darkest days
No doubt in your mind, loving my flaws away
Sweet starry eyes, calming the stormiest days
Always hand in hand, braving the road we laid

On and on and on… our love keeps carrying on and on and on…
time keeps carrying on and on and on… our love keeps carrying on and on and on…
time keeps carrying on… time keeps carrying on…

Create Your Own Light

Changes come and go away… and nothing… nothing… stays the same
Looking back, always wondering… what happened to the sun on my face…

Used to think the sky was blue… all our dreams were lived beyond the TV screen
Problems hidden from my view… thought of crime as just a newspaper scene

Create your own light… part the clouds in the sky
Live your own life… and don’t you ever let your dreams die

Sunsets paint all the deserts… seen by innocents along the way
Some have died, some have faded… some give us thoughts with which to play

Create your own light… part the clouds in the sky
Live your own life… and don’t you ever let your dreams die
Create your own light… part the clouds in the sky
Live your own life… and don’t you ever let your dreams die
Don’t you ever let your dreams die…
It’s up to you… it’s up to you… it’s up to you… it’s up to you…
It’s up to you.

She’s Not There

I’ve looked for long across the miles, just can’t seem to find her anywhere
She’s in my mind, she lives in me, I’ve touched her skin, run my fingers through her hair
Come… to me… One… we’ll be…
but I wake up from it all, to find that she’s not there

Well, I see a light, open a door, it’s all so bright in colors everywhere
Someone’s in, we get so close, we share the nights, we share it all, she cares
Come… to me… oh… let me see…
but I break down all the walls, to find that she’s not there

Somewhere my love will keep waiting
I live in her, she only dreams of me
“Come to me,” she says… “please… come and take me”
but she wakes up from it all, to find that I’m not there
Yeah, she wakes up from it all, to find that I’m not there.

Echoes from the Firing Line

Echoes from the firing line… echoes from the firing line…
Echoes from the firing line… echoes from the firing line…
Never can set them aside
Slowly destroying my mind
All those words said… still beating… all life out of me…

Echoes from the firing line… echoes from the firing line…
Living my truth in the lies
Blinded by a brilliant disguise
Nothing to say… all words… die in me… die in me

Echoes dredge the past
Stirring the pain that lasts
And I love… and I trust…
While echoes dredge the past

Echoes from the firing line… echoes from the firing line…
And I love…
and I trust.

I go to Work

I got to work… for my survival
I need to pay these bloody bills and I need a BMW
I go to work for my survival
Fooling myself to always think all I do has value

Work, work, work, we’re all cogs in the machine
Work, work, work… till we’re all dead

I go online for my survival
Checking my photos on all sites to know if I’m alive now
I go online (tap, swipe, like) for my survival (tap, swipe, like)
If I don’t get the likes I want, I’m going homicidal

What is life supposed to be if in the end we are never free? (Cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine…) We are nothing but slaves to our indoctrinated beliefs. (Cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine…) We are nothing but slaves to our indoctrinated beliefs. (Cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine…) Is this what life should be? Never free. Are we all afraid to step out from conformity? (Cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine…) Am I just a slave to my own materialism and greed? (Cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine, cogs in the machine…) Is this what life should be? You must be kept in line!

I go to work for my survival
If I don’t have all that I want, I’m going suicidal

One more day… we’re all cogs in the machine
Work, work, work… till we’re all dead
Work, work, work… we’re all rats spinning our wheels
Work, work, work… till we’re all dead

Till we’re all dead.

Going Home

Cold truth seldom pardons anyone. Hard facts put an end to all the fun.
Hard to stay after all that was said and done. Time to change the man that I’d become.

Long drive to get away from everyone. Sooner or later I knew this time would have to come.
Just a simple, social suicide… perfect day to start a brand new life…

And now I’m going home… To a home I’ve never known… Feeling free at last… To learn what I’ve always known…

Miles of road, never think of looking back. Extinguished fast, all I leave just fades to black.
Just a simple, social suicide… perfect day to start a brand new life…

And now I’m going home… To a home I’ve never known… Feeling free at last… To learn what I’ve always known…

Drive to touch the burning, morning sun… The world wakes up to the man that I’ve become…
Drive to touch the burning, morning sun… The world wakes up to the man that I’ve become…

And now I’m going home… To a home I’ve never known… Feeling free at last… To learn what I’ve always known…
And now I’m going home… To a home I’ve never known… Feeling free at last… To learn what I’ve always known…
Now I’m going home… Going home… going home… Now I’m going home… Going home… going home…
Now I’m going… home…