I'll try to make this perfectly clear,. I'm so transparent I disappear.. These words I lyrically defecate,. Upon songs I boldly claim to create.. Clint steps in to establish the beat,.
In the desert, where the cities are made of gold,. There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails.. And hermom calls out from an apartment balcony,.
Swimming at night. We've dug this hole. The water's fine. I wonder how far down it goes. Down it goes.... Down it goes.... . The stars above have lost their shine.
Dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today. Hope you don't mind if I hide behind the curtain. It's been fifteen years since my last confession.
They took the shrine to the temple. But he wasn't there. They checked the mosque and the chapel. No, not there. . Since you've been away on holiday. The natives are all nightmares.
Strung out on leaving. One leg stretched for the curb. The other one grounds itself against rebirth. So the swallows will stay in the barn. The finches left a long time ago.
Opening the Hymnal:. Welcome one and welcome all. To our small town. The lyrics are the exit and the roses are the same?. Inside this town, you'll find the guilt.
I was alone, I was at home. 'Til the fabric was torn. The cord was cut. My orbit had begun. . I was a simple being. I was simply being. Until I caught my own reflection.
You're gonna do what I say. And say what I say. You stretch your peacock feathers. You're always on display. Don't act so goddamned conflicted. You wouldn't have it any other way.
Loose-lipped secrets. I've seen those birdies chirping. Another promise perched on their fragile branches. Cradle and all.... . We all hide a diary beneath some mattress.
Diseased heat, August on the 101. Let me up. The pale moon offers no consolations. Would you let me up?. . Mosquitoes fat with our marrow. Ebb and flow through the gumbo.
The Sheperd: I can't say I've always been honest;. you can't say I've done a disservice.. The girl, she's just a child.. She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out..
Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know. Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know. . Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know.
A right at the light. It's the long way home. But we've got a long time to kill. Before our guts are gutted. Of bad blood they've spilled. . I left on the light.
you got mixed feelings. upon arrival. you sneak to the bathroom. you stared so long. at the corpse you have become. . i thought there'd be more than this.
Love may be man made. But it must exist. It's what you want the most. And most resist. . Love's polluted, no, no, it's pure. It's convoluted. One thing I could say for sure.
Night has draped its cape of stars. Over our small town. From the campus and the tavern. To the chapel and infirmary. We've seen their dreams. We've found the goods.
Harold walks down any street of this town. Both crier & witness the sun drops clouds shift. His legs twitch. . The clocks chime on cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores, in bar rooms he stils all alone erupting..