by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

I tried to keep a steady hand. Tumble blocks start again. I held your side when you let go and you came back well-rehearsed in holding your own. A broken seal/ a past self known. Retrieve my

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

“So, while you’re fixing up your bed and while you’re organizing drawers, could you just listen to the problems had with problems of yours. and What’s that note you’re writing there? Why are

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

I tried to keep a steady hand. Tumble blocks start again. I held your side when you let go and you came back well-rehearsed in holding your own. A broken seal/ a past self known. Retrieve my heart fr

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

I tried to keep a steady hand. Tumble blocks start again. I held your side when you let go and you came back well-rehearsed in holding your own. A broken seal/ a past self known. Retrieve my heart fr

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

I tried to keep a steady hand. Tumble blocks start again. I held your side when you let go and you came back well-rehearsed in holding your own. A broken seal/ a past self known. Retrieve my heart fr

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

I'm living, and breathing while every single chain around my body, is breaking My introspective train of thought keeps rolling and racing while serotonin comes and goes like rain I'm dreaming, while

by The Hotelier on album Piano Player

Inside your room there's 40 few remaining figures of new moons to curve around your axle heart in hopes that something new will start. They're winding down they're closing ranks to rest another 30 day

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

Your grip on my forearm, insert the wrong name, holds me at your nightstand just inches away with letters from faces we'll ask if you knew who send out another yearly review. I'm coming for you.

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

You cut your ties, felt better off. Salutations to your son. Awoke to find you heading out with your white collar undone. You placed a bar, I played a game to see how low that I could go. We de

by The Hotelier on album Home, Like Noplace Is There

We called off your guard as we entered the yard to convince you to redirect some of that rage. Because who fed you rocks while they ate their Thanksgiving and who left you out all alone in their cag

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

You're so old now. Your bearings are shot. You're a caved in roof. You're falling apart. Your nights are spent lying on the couch hoping to forget... You can't... fix this cause its burning down. Yea

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

You were awakened. I was never asleep. I was just drilling some holes in my head that perpetually bled. You fed your senses. I made art of myself. I drew bear claws on my chest and third eyes on my he

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

I see the light that shines on me Shines on the one I love I see the the moon and the moon sees me Shining through the leaves of the old oak tree I see the light that shines on me shines on the one I

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

There is a kind and immediate hushing. There is a setting enveloped in cold. Withered down to our basic components we are naked, at rest, and alone. And the drone of the open air yawning couldn't

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

Feeling erodes moving like wash against the limestone leaving you cold when I'm leaving you all alone. Hugging the walls finding the switch to turn the light on to find you in a ball wrapped

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

You and I'd escape the night and call it summering. I'd hold your rays and ride for days while you spin endlessly. You undone, I felt safely strung between all your nerve endings. So you made waves

by The Hotelier on album Goodness

We sit and we talk, not of much but of little. I see the moon, the moon sees me. I would smile but it would be meaningless. I wouldn't want it to be. But in the landscape of tilted heads while th

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

This head holds fragments of some shattered glass. They act as puzzle pieces with a sharp contrast in part to what once hung here before the violent collapse of the whole damn thing. I've dug through

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

Hey! We're letting it out Oh! The wildest shout We're showing our teeth And we're perfectly fine. These white walls hurt my eyes They show me the reason Why it is that the caged bird sings They miss

by The Hotelier on album It Never Goes Out

To the people making life from lust, abusing trust and the fuckers who made fools out of the best of us You've swayed the public thought that they're all that they've bought and otherwise they're ugly