(too)thousand Five (part Deux)

Go point a crooked finger, at everyone around.
Broken hearts, broken dreams, but
the band played on, we didn't miss a beat.
Kill the fatted Calf.
Your son that squandered his fortune,
well, he's coming home.
Expecting you to feed him, clothe him, and put him
on his feet, Honestly.
you're more of a man than i am.
I washed the sands from my feet.
You tell me now, Who was the catalyst.
and i double dare you man, Say that again.
We stood up and with a cup half empty and poured out
all we had!
and we gave of ourselves, Till nothing.. nothing was left
and man,
We gave and we gave and we gave and we gave.
Gave of ourselves untill nothing was left, Nothing was left to give
and man, we wouldnot and we could not, no we wouldnt, we couldn't, we Refused.
We refused to Recognize.
It all became so relevant to me in the summer of 05 when you spoke with your forked tounge and, through dirty teeth, dirty teeth, the band played on. The band played on we didn't miss a beat.
But it became too much. Ya it became too much.
Are you fucking serious???
Give us one last dance, Pack your bags and bid your farewells. Benedict, get out of dodge,
Now Johnson City Swims in quicksand, We'll get out soon enough. We'll run like a pack again we will howl at the moon, we're gonna paint the town in red, and howl at the moon, WE'll run like a pack again, enough said.

This is the first time i've ever written a song that blatanly told one of my close friends that i thought that they had fucked up big time.

Its fall, Johnman has practiced with us a few times, and now we is in IROM. Dean has packed his shit and moved away for the first time. It was good for him, he had some stuff to deal with. He's a genuinely good guy. I love him. I don't think we'll ever be as good of buds as we were when he first joined the band and slept on my couch alot, and we went to macrock. Some of the things that bother me the most in life are the things that just are. This falls under that category.

We geared up for yet another small tour at the end of november. This one would be the most assenine/fun yet. Johnman was in the band now in a big way. he was the perfect fit that had just been here forever. He used to come to shows with us when we would play in kentucky back in like 2001-2002. His mother is a saint. We left for our first day of the novemberathon in Chattanooga. This is my favorite town to play. The kids party hard, they come to shows by the dozens. Just all around a killer place. This particular show was with Maylene and the Sons of Disaster those guys were super nice. That day i ate a bunch of nachos on top of a gut full of wild turkey. I puked my ass off. it was cool. I guess. We stayed at jarrods' that night, and the next morning joey and i got into a mini altercation because he was feeding part of a granola bar to jarrod's dog, as his stepdad was coming in. And i was motioning for him to not do so. he took it as me telling him what to do, and we had a 20 second argument. It happens. We then drove to savannah. We had to stop about 20 miles out to get gas. There was a bird farm by the gas station with an ostrich looking bird. Maybe an EMU. Johnman had a dangle cig and was walking toward it and just flapping his arms We played that night in savannah with maylene and the sons of disaster. I spent most of the evening across the street at Fennigans Irish wake. It was sweet. We stayed with john mcclay at his house, it was 20 * inside and his heat was messed up. We found out that next day that our brunswick show was cancelled. So was our Dothan alabama show. We jumped on a show in hinesville with a NuMetal band whose name slips me. These kids were on their hands and knees worship head banging to these guys. Its all good i guess. The hc kids that came to see us with little notice, were cool. However, they were mostly not let in because the owner was kind of nuts. We stayed at a house party that night. Johnman Got but assed naked and sat on the porch eating pop corn.
I love my friends.
The next day, withfunds a little low, i realized it would be quicker for us to jump on a show in charlotte before we headed home. Luke for the Kids was hosting Backstabbers INC @ a garage in north charlotte. He aggreed to let us come and play. It was killer, we sold a few shirts, which put us over the top on our funds getting home. That night, we drove on home getting to Erwin around 5:am. Going up Derek's 14% grade driveway our carburator didn't go out, it just stopped working very well. I had to call AAA who got ther earound 6. Derek took everyone home in his car. I went to mom and dad's and slept for 3 hours then went to work.
Snake Eyes.

Jon from chattanooga was at that time booking our winter tour with WFOF. It was shaping up. Crystal and I bought a house and started moving in, all in all. Killer times.
Now, we didn't have the money to fix snake eyesbefore tour, so we took My truck, and Wes' pt cruiser. IT was killer. Funnest one to date.

I'll talk about it next week.
These were the times that led up to the Benedict EP 2006. I'm going to post the lyrics to a few songs.

(playing blind man)
Let the domino effect, reverse itself, where the last to fall are teh first to breathe a new life into the world that, has since, grown stale, like the seed that was scattered among the rocks, it comes to life with a fire, but withers fast, because the roots won't hold, and I will carry the broken, i will carry the downtrodden,i will make a way for those who are forced to live amongthe thorns. and i will carry the broken, i will carry the downtrodden, i will make away for those forced to live among the thorns.
And i'll be the drink of water, to a world of bitter tounges, and let the truth be heard
you generation of vipers, you strike at each other, you target every weakenss every move you make If you wanna play blind man, then follow the shepherd.

(set 2 dive)
dear everyone that i've hurt, and everyone, that i've let down, the souls that i could not save, and all the friends that i gave up on, and i drank my eyes heavy just to bring comfort to the room, i filled the air with mindless banter, forcing smile after smile, and nothing gives, well this is where it stops. And i whole heartedly apologize and this is where it stops because i refues to look in the eyes of a loving friend again and again and see every word they hold back, and they hold back, hold back every word. Hold back hold back every word. and see you hold back hold back every word, that you wanted to say.... And if the road to hell was paved in good intentions. then i'm set to dive. Set to dive, for the rest of my life, set to dive.
Because when it all comes down to it. its all amoung the smiling few. The ones that aren't scared to stand up and be that guy, sing every word as if it meant as much to you. Sing everyword as if it meant just as much to you.
Its johnson City's vice.