I can't cry, I can't apply a word to sum it up. Under stress I can't repress the moment it erupts. Hear the sound of paper drums and shredded paper voice.
Golden blunders come in pairs they're very unaware. What they know is what they've seen. Education wasn't fun, but now that school is done. Higher learning's just begun.
When the words that you call your own. Have a very very foreign tone. And you feel like you're alone. . And the message that you didn't mean. Stops a dirty mouth from coming clean.
We could drown ourselves in a flood of sunshine. And we could walk all night, still I'd see sunshine. It's the calling of your name. All sounds combine into the same and I hear you.
Can you hear it?. Like an invitation. Can you feel it?. It's a revelation. . The flavor of the month. Is busy melting in the mouth. Getting easier to swallow.
There isn't time to tell you all that you need to know. But I get as scared as any, and I wish it wasn't so. . And I don't like it any more than you do.
Please forgive, for they know not what they've done. And if they did, they'd surely resurrect their trust. Promises were made to break and the family kept its end.
Everyone I know. Is trying to get into this show. Everybody is a fucking liar. Time and time again. Whoever's in the room is your friend. Everybody is a fucking liar.
Sacred pictures. With which she will foretell her future. Expert witness. A wound that wont believe in sutures. . 'Cause shes earlier than expected. A little premature Madonna.
Ive got a lot of thoughts. I've got a lot of plans. I lost a lot of sleep. Trying to understand. . I could dream all day. I could dream all day. I could dream all day.
Alright. . We were just a pair of dice when I let you in. And the numbers were aligned as the wheel grinned. And the center of your eyes was a lucid lake.
Well I've felt worse and I have felt. Better than this. I've made a pacifier. Out of my fist. . Well I don't care when bones are bare. The mind can't interfere.
Freed the daytime with indifference. Watch the twilight starve the sun. Shuffle home against the darkness. Turn the key and bite your tongue. . And please be strong.
Burn and shine, son, and keep your spirit clean. For this is not a dress rehearsal. Junior phoenix with your ash-filled eyes. Who will harbor your misfortune.
Broken record, broken record. . Sunny day at the oasis. As the roasted take their places. And the undertaker mumbles. You're screwing it wrong. You're screwing it wrong.
Friday comes with little warning. Saturday is close behind. Then you sleep in Sunday morning. Monday back out on the line. . Bitter friends go passing by you.
And I asked again. "Would it be alright for me. To acquire someone else's disenchantment?". I could reconnect. To another time and place. Reconsider letting loose and running rampant.
She dropped my hand and said, "I will go no further". I dropped my head and hid my tears with laughter. (You know that). Life's never been a great mystery to me.
I'll call you sister Carrie but I'll never say it. Mute it to a whisper and spin your solar sister. And magnet will deliver. An arrow from her quiver.