You're crying but as long as it's transparent and not red. There's no real reason to be sad to the people who are. Smiling, always happy, always gay they do not know.
If I could put you in a frame I'd draw you smiling. With a cigarette in your mouth. And your hands reaching out for something. If I could, if I could wear all your clothes I'd still be different.
In a dark well. Late at night. Children crying. They've lost their kite. They're left with nothing but. . Giant lizards. Eating deer. Growing appetite.
He was not so tall and rather fat. Had a Labrador and a limping cat. Born in a country with a broken heart. Had enough money and a credit card. Told bedtime stories to his teddy bear.
Go on my love. I know you must go. But if there were a way. I would keep you home. . You'll fight for the tears. In the eyes of our child. As she stares at the hands.
Show me where you found your faith. And does it help you sleep at night. I am not that complicated. I just need some time. . Because it doesn't feel right.
In your dreams, in your bed. In everyone and in your head. On the wall, it ain't white. In every letter that you write. . In the way people talk. In the shape of stones and rocks.
There's something about this day. That feels a lot like yesterday. Everything looks the same, the wall, the TV set. The way I move around myself to be.
When your pubic hair's on fire, something's wrong. When you think you're the Messiah, something's wrong. You mistake a plane for Venus, something's wrong.
Any time tomorrow I will lie and say I'm fine. I'll say yes when I mean no. And any time tomorrow the sun will cease to shine. There's a shadowman who told me so.
I saw an old woman in a wheelchair. On the highway yesterday. I saw an old woman in a wheelchair. On the highway yesterday. And as I asked her to pull over.
No, I know what you said. But that doesn't mean that I understand. And you don't know what I meant by that. But it's sweet that you tried that you're on my side.
That's a stupid hat you're wearing. It doesn't really match your hair. Did I ever tell you that your breath is worse. Than what you wear. . That's exactly what she told him.
Welcome the rainbow, fading to gray. Spinning around us, making me stay. I'm looking for something like most of us do. I'm looking at God but he's looking at you.
Life has always been a pretty song. And pretty loud. You're so beautiful. Why is it fading out?. . I don't want to live forever. But as long as I do. I'd love to live for real.
I have a brother I love more than me. He and his wife had a little baby. He hates sudden noises, he can't stand bright light. I suppose he'd have rather stayed inside.
And as I'm walking through these streets again. I'm crawling. And as I try to live my life again. I'm falling down. . Can you pick me up? Can you let it stop?.
As she falls down and hurts her head. She's lying still but she's not dead. Awakens slowly, sees a picture of herself. On the wall as she gets up. Straightens her dress and calls me up.
Today, there's nothing more to say. But someday I'll return to you. Today, things didn't go our way. Maybe tomorrow, I will return to you. . Today, I'd like to slip away from all this pain.
I've been thinking all night about this song. The music's okay but I can't find words to say. . I could sing that I'm a Virgin and show my tits. Decree how sex improves the world.