Well, the future spills it's intangibles. An unknown set of variables. A path that spliten infinitely up ahead. . So tell me what's the use to pick and choose.
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.
I wanted to come visit. You waiting in the springtime. When the leaves change. . I wanted to come visit. You waiting in the springtime. When the leaves change.
Tell me what you wanted to hear. Let me do the right thing. Let me do the wrong thing. And if it's ever this clear. . I will only say it once. So turn the amps way up.
Emily, sing something sweet for me. I want to feel the warmth inside your heart. Emily, sing something sweet for me. I need to hear those words out of your mouth.
Did it all get real, I guess it's real enough. They got refrigerators full of blood. Another century spent pointing guns. At anything that moves. . Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot.
The drunk kids, the catholics, theyre all about the same. Theyre waiting for something, hoping to be saved. . Well, I have been happy the past couple days.
Was is it true what I heard about the Son of God?. Did He come to save? Did He come at all?. And if I dried His feet, with my dirty hair. Would He make me clean again?.
A house of cards, supple heart. Is not a place to dwell. Now you have your cake. Dont hesitate. Come on just do it. Come on just do it. . Put it in your mouth.
{No it's seven so it's five hours before 1998. Here's the song. And the last time I. One two three, one two three}. . Contrast and compare between the busy ones.
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl. She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry. I went and looked her in the eyes and she turned me into sand.
The rain, it started tappin' on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreamin', so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.
Claire's turning blonde for the summer I guess. The sunlight just soaks into her hair. And she sits next to me on the motorboat. And shyly replies as to which boy she likes at her school.
Did you expect it all to stop. At the wave of your hand?. Like the sun's just gonna drop. If it's night you demand. Well, in the dark we are just air.
Did you expect it all to stop. At the wave of your hand?. Like the sun's just gonna drop. If it's night you demand. Well, in the dark we are just air.
It is not the past few days that have has me feel. This way and it is not the tiny marks of doubt. That cover everything I see, it is just the way. She looks at me.
You take your clothes off. Right after school. The tea is on. The flame is blue. . And you hope it won't take. All afternoon. The TV's waiting. To talk to you.