Ten women. Ten women between you and me. Ten women. Ten women, the nightmare, the fantasy. . Ten women, the thrill and the shame. Ten women, I miss you the same.
Straight away I learned to pray. He prays upon the sky. You go to heaven when you die. But keep that lake of fire in mind. Broke all the rules at Catholic school.
Rise and shine, get out of bed. Get ready for the day. Get a coffee from the deli. And walk the riverbank. Be careful with your headphones on. When you cross the FDR.
It's a mass grave. A dollar-fifty resting place. On the north face. It's a rope I've gotta climb. I'm a stone's throw from everyone I love and know. But I can't show up looking like I do.
The picture is far too big to look at kid. Your eyes won't open wide enough. And you are constantly surrounded. By the swirling stream of what is and what was.
Come by when you get off work. I'll be sitting around doing nothing. Let's wait till the sun goes down. Then we'll drive off deep into the night. . Don't care where we are going.
I loved a triple spiral. My maiden mother crow. I folded my devotion to an origami rose. So out her ten feet window, she said to look below. Could I see the town was burning?.
I wish I had a parachute. 'Cause I'm fallin' mad for you. I can see the ground approachin' now. But I'm not sure what to do. . I feel like the pinata.
The city has sex with itself I suppose. As the concrete collides well, the scenery grows. And the lonely once bandaged lay fully exposed. They undressed their wounds for each other.
Now that it's June, we'll sleep out in the garden. And if it rains we'll just sink in to the mud. Where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is.