navel gazing

i don't often share what my songs are about, at least not explicitly (though as ray pointed out the other day, you'd have to be an idiot not to know if one is about you; if you know the circumstances, they're fairly specific). i'm not really sure why this is; when i'm feeling lofty, i like to say it's because i don't want to impose my impressions upon the listening audience; each song can be interpreted in its own way and even made applicable to the listener's life. not all songs, and not always. but some and sometimes, and i don't want to taint that.

truthfully, though, it's far more often because i'm too embarrassed to go into actual detail about whatever sordid affair inspired that particular song. sometimes for myself, and sometimes for them. other times i just don't want people to think quite so badly on the people i am lambasteing. mostly, though, i'm just too embarrassed.

however, though, i'm feeling a touch benevolent (or, more to the point, chatty), and so i'm feeling revelatory. if you want to know what a song is about, let me know. i'll shed some light on two songs--chosen from the following list of teasers:

1. i cannot break that promise, because the promise isn't mine
2. your outline started cooling as you slept there by my side
3. you didn't warn me that we'd finished whatever this was before it could begin
4. but i will miss my sunday mornings, i will miss my thursday nights
5. all are forgotten when i'm in the dark with you
6. the skyline's like a heart attack, with several minutes missing now
7. find it hard to focus with my senses tuned like this
8. kind as vipers, soft as vices
9. i'm not sure how you can stand there, bleeding my name
10. now that i've dreamed you i'm certain you'll come true

what say you? what do you want to know?

and, of course, if you want to hear them live, come see the shivs on march 17 (my birthday) in all their technicolor glory!