Each of these is lifted from a full song this generator wrote. Open the genre page to read the rest of it.
chorus from “The New Tenant”
How do they even take to sheets I washed
How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans?
Now every wall’s a stranger’s story
I sold my keys and bought this ghost
The garden hose still kinks my wrist
They water plants that aren’t my wistful mist
A For Sale sign leans like the prayers I dropped
Nailed to the ground I can’t touch
How do they even take to sheets I washed
How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans?
Now every wall’s a stranger’s story
I sold my keys and bought this ghost
How do they even take to sheets I washed
How do they relax in furniture I bought on loans?
Now every wall’s a stranger’s story
I sold my keys and bought this ghost
chorus from “Solo at the Aisle”
I was just a stranger in your vows
I was just a stranger in your vows
chorus from “Departure Time”
Oh, the hour is slipping away, and I'm running out of time
To make a change, to rewrite the lines
chorus from “The Pocket in the Lining”
Oh the lining remembers what the heart forgets,
It won’t let me close the door without looking back.
Oh the lining remembers what the heart forgets,
It won’t let me close the door without looking back.
chorus from “STATIC”
I dial the ghosts in your old area code,
Listen for the click like a heartbeat,
But all I get back is the radio,
Blasting through the bad cell signal.
I dial the ghosts in your old area code,
Listen for the click like a heartbeat,
But all I get back is the radio,
Blasting through the bad cell signal.
chorus from “Six Weeks Too Long”
I’m six weeks too long, six weeks too tired,
six weeks of counting the minutes like wires.
The paycheck’s fat but the nights are lean,
six weeks too long in between.
I’m six weeks too long, six weeks too tired,
six weeks of measuring time like ladders.
The paycheck’s fat but the nights are lean,
six weeks and I’m counting the between.
chorus from “October Drive”
October drive feels like we outran yesterday
October drive, but the miles keep us in the same damn place
October drive feels like we outran yesterday
October drive, but the miles keep us in the same damn place
chorus from “The Clock in Her Paws”
The clock in her paws ticks slower than my voice,
Every step she takes is a decision, every choice.
I can’t rewind the vet’s stethoscope,
But I’d trade every road for another inch of road.
The clock in her paws ticks slower than my voice,
Every step she takes is a decision, every choice.
I can’t rewind the vet’s stethoscope,
But I’d trade every road for another inch of road.
chorus from “The Last Long Walk”
You carried me when I was tall
Now I carry you where the maple falls
Slow down, slow down, the light won't last
I'm sorry, boy, I was too damn fast
You carried me when I was tall
Now I carry you where the maple falls
Slow down, slow down, the light won't last
I'm sorry, boy, I was too damn fast
You carried me when I was tall
Now I carry you where the maple falls
Slow down, slow down, the light won't last
I should've known you couldn't keep up that fast
chorus from “Fading Out”
Oh, I'm driving through the night, with the music loud and free
Trying to outrun the shadows, that are chasing me
I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of me
Fading out, like the embers of a dying sea
Oh, I'm driving through the night, with the music loud and free
Trying to outrun the shadows, that are chasing me
I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of me
Fading out, like the embers of a dying sea
chorus from “The Wrong Ingredient”
I burnt the onions clean off the pan
Left the salt in the cabinet
Still tasted like home somehow
I burnt the onions clean off the pan
Left the salt in the cabinet
Still tasted like home somehow
I burnt the onions clean off the pan
Left the salt in the cabinet
Still tasted like home somehow
chorus from “The Weight of Half an Apology”
I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology,
half an excuse for the way it sounded to you.
I could swear that I hear it echoing,
but the walls just fold it back like they always do.
I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology,
half an excuse for the way it sounded to you.
I could swear that I hear it echoing,
but the walls just fold it back like they always do.
I’ll carry the weight of a half an apology,
half an excuse for the way it sounded to you.
I’ll swallow the echo, I’ll swallow the room,
let the floorboards forget what the ceiling knew.
chorus from “The Last Clean Evening”
But the room gets clearer when you’re gone
Every shadow owns its shape now
I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners
Waiting for the chairs to stack back up
But the room gets clearer when you’re gone
Every shadow owns its shape now
I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners
Waiting for the chairs to stack back up
So the room stays bright when you’re gone
Every shadow owns its neutral ground
I’m just the echo left to haunt the corners
Waiting for the chairs to stack back up again
chorus from “Promise at Seventeen”
We made a promise at seventeen,
A vow that hung on a single breath.
We made a promise at seventeen,
A song that still lives in our skin.
chorus from “Front Porch Lights”
Front porch lights are burning steady
Every bulb a little yes
I can almost feel the weight lift
As I walk these last ten steps
Front porch lights are burning steady
Every bulb a little yes
I can almost feel the weight lift
As I walk these last ten steps
chorus from “Stacks of Green”
Oh, the stacks of green, they call to me
A siren's song, of freedom and ecstasy
I'm chasing the high, the rush of the deal
But in the silence, my doubts start to reveal
Oh, the stacks of green, they call to me
A siren's song, of freedom and ecstasy
I'm chasing the high, the rush of the deal
But in the silence, my doubts start to reveal
chorus from “The Last Train North”
That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home
Whole town’s asleep but I’m wide awake alone
Ticket burned yellow in my pocket like a warning
I watched it leave without me—now the whistle’s no consolation
That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home
Static crackles like the promise I was never shown
Ticket burned yellow in my pocket like the answer
I let the brakes release, now the railtown’s in my cancer
That’s the last train north, that’s the last train home
Railroad hums the tune I used to hum alone
Ticket singed black in my fist like a ration
Goodbye’s just a whistle now—no destination
chorus from “Old Tires and a Half-Built Boat”
I didn’t know then what I know now
how every handle pulls two ways at once
things we built to launch us lie half-drowned
and the only tide that answers is the one that runs
I didn’t know then what I know now
how every handle pulls two ways at once
things we built to launch us lie half-drowned
and the only tide that answers is the one that runs
I didn’t know then what I know now
how every handle pulls two ways at once
things we built to launch us lie half-drowned
and the only tide that answers is the one that runs
chorus from “Cold Change”
First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone
Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong
Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast
Then learn what’s left when the money’s past
First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone
Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong
Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast
Then learn what’s left when the money’s past
First paycheque looks like freedom till it’s gone
Slipped through my hands like the whole thing’s wrong
Fingers learn the taste of hot and fast
Then learn what’s left when the money’s past
chorus from “Hallway Echoes”
I hear you in the walls,
I hear you in the walls,
I hear you in the walls,
I hear you in the walls.
chorus from “Closing Time Keys”
I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold
Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold
I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl
But dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall
I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold
Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold
I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl
But dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall
I’m sleeping in a house that’s being sold
Every wall’s a mouthful of words left untold
I light the stove just to see the blue flame crawl
And dawn’s already packed my suitcase in the hall
chorus from “Unbroken”
You never gave up, no matter how far I'd roam
You were the voice that called me back home
chorus from “The Hold Music”
On the line with nothing left to say
I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway
Static swallows every name I gave
I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take
On the line with nothing left to say
I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway
Static swallows every name I gave
I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take
On the line with nothing left to say
I’m the ghost in the hold music anyway
Static swallows every name I gave
I’m just a voice asking for a callback I won’t take
chorus from “Where the Current Used To Pull Me”
Oh where the current used to pull me
I was restless then I was reckless too
Now every curl of the wave brings me
Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do
Oh where the current used to pull me
I was restless then I was reckless too
Now every curl of the wave brings me
Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do
Oh where the current used to pull me
I was restless then I was reckless too
Now every curl of the wave brings me
Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do
Back to the boy who didn’t know what to do