Daniel Jaffke

Memorial for Daniel P. Jaffke, a son, brother, and friend.

Exit The Sun

Exit The Sun

It is difficult to calm this warmth
Lit match hits gas and I’m the impact
Truth hurts and this burns all that I lack
After I set myself on fire

Words turn into ash and fading smoke
The mood of two goes way out of tune
lips sealed and I feel all that I lose
After I set myself on fire

Go ahead just shrug and turn your head
Lifeless interest and I’m not impressed
All red I led the flame into my best
After I set myself on fire

Daniel Jaffke

September 18, 1983 - January 31, 2014

Wake Up

On the line with one last look
I’m the bait that’s on the hook
Bite my tongue or foot in mouth
I left behind what I’m all about

Wake up, and stick to your guns
Wake up, what's done is done

Wake up, you’re not living if you’re dreaming
Wake up to find

One more try to find the truth again
Cause I’ve been lying to myself for too long
Just trying and losing

One more try to get the feeling back
Cause I’ve been fighting with myself for too long
Just trying to hold on and maybe try to move on

None of this makes any sense
Knock one more off the list
If you hid it from yourself
You lost it but you hid it well

Wake up, there’s more than one side to it
Wake up, there’s only one side of it

Wake up, contradicting what you’re saying
And it is always about

JULY 25, 2015 - Daniel makes an appearance

JULY 25, 2015 - Daniel makes an appearance

What you feel and what you doubt
What you take and what you give
Drop the thoughts and try to live

(wake up)

One more moment that I won’t regret
Cause what I’m feeling now is finally found
Just trying and losing
Just trying to hold on

Before what I feel is gone

Daniel Jaffke

Sept. 18, 1983 - Jan. 31, 2014

The Night Awaits

The Night Awaits

Digging up as many crimes as we can find
Fortune famine get on the band wagon
Tonight is the night we do what we do
Living it just to make it through

Our hands before our eyes
Cheers to the last alive
Smash test car wreck and laugh
Yeah, Its that kind of life

The night life is a sharp knife
We don’t leave that house without them by our sides
Our burden is in our bourbon
Driving curse we devise through these words

Our hands before our eyes
Cheers to the last alive
Smash test car wreck and laugh
Yeah, Its that kind of life

Battle forged friction
And a drink to the sky
We own our behavior
And wear the decline

Bricks break and walls shake
Try the riot run
With us in your sight
destruction for fun

Impede on our path
See who laughs last

Night life is a sharp knife
Its that kind of life
The time is perfect

For an infect
For Us To infect

Night life is a sharp knife
For us to all come alive
For this kind of life

Daniel Jaffke

9/18/1983 - 1/31/2014