My brother, fear is only natural. You need to chill your fucking bones. Lay her down, drink this in. While you can. . Whisper, rest easy. There's a belly full of life.
Your eyes are just like black spiders. Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes. In despair or incoherent, nothing in between. China white, my bride tonight.
Drinking in order to feel. Thinking, reinventing the wheel. Kicking up mischief and feeding the fire. Kicking up mischief and walking the wire. . Little fish, you count for nothing.
Lying beside you here in the dark. Feeling your heartbeat with mine. Softly you whisper, you're so sincere. How could i love be so blind. . We sailed on together, we drifting apart.
Pull the final splinters. Of missing picture winters. You have to give yourself a break. . What's the fascination?. With lovers at the station. You have to tear yourself away.
Drinking in the morning sun. Blinking in the morning sun. Shaking off a heavy one. Yeah, heavy like a loaded gun. . What made me behave that way?. Using words I never say.
Hey there. Tell me. Does he. Kiss your eyes?. Do you talk. Like I've died. Now?. . Hey there. Tell me. Does he. Kiss your eyes?. Do you talk. Like I've died.
I'll be the corpse in your bathtub. Useless. I'll be as deaf as a post. If you hold me like a newborn. Whisper what you feel. My badly strung declaration.
My high priest is folded neatly. Back in your box, oh Lord. Gone the song he sang so sweetly. Back in your box, oh Lord. . Found myself astride a tiger.
Well, give that girl my very best. Though it never made the grade. If it seems that it's just not enough to love. Then love lie down. . And would you tell her.
I plant the kind of kiss that wouldn't wake a baby. On the self-same face that wouldn't let me sleep. And the street is singing with my feet. And dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.
Shifting my weight now from foot to foot. What did she see in this man. I'm not superstitious but if I can get. This ball in the basket, then he'll wake up dead.
There was lying at the table, crying on the stairs. A raven on the gable singing "Jesus doesn't care". A women at the window, with her hands on her hips.
Someone's staking out my house. So don't be sitting drunk. Outside my window. . 'cause when your love is love blown down. You must live with yourself.
Fell like a crippled crow. Spinning through and breaking branches. I'm in a bad way. Call my friends, they'll know what to do. . I'm a better friend. Than I've ever been a lover.
The whole towns slippin down a hill.. Like the spine of something dead.. Slide in shadow cobble-creep.. Burn your mark and leave.. . The trench conventions yellow eyes.
Lippy kids on the corner again. Lippy kids on the corner begin. Settling like crows. Though I never perfected the simian stroll. The cigarette scent it was everything then.
Lay down your cross. Cross off your day. Lady, lady. . Turn off your phone. Lie where you lay. Lady, lady. Please, please. . Love let me love. Love let me love.
I'm sick of working for a living. I'm just ticking off the days till I die. Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah. And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth.
I have a drop-leaf window. With cats and broken yards. Sunflowers and paint cans. And stolen shopping carts. . And nothing to be proud of. And nothing to regret.