So I said, "lets forget these days and just try to build some solid ground.. Maybe someday we could stand straight up with our faces in the wind. and scream to the world.".
This isn't the way we planned. Wasn't supposed to forget your taste. Like nights spent figuring all the ways. That we came to this place. . There we were alone on top.
The moon hangs like the blade of an axe tonight,. and it's poised to drop sometime soon enough on this dump truck where I lie mixed up with the morning's trash..
If every limb were broken,. tires had all worn thin. and my toes are all in pieces.. Do you know. what I would do?. I would play can you drag yourself.
He's got a song about a love that's gone away. Sometimes his eyes shed tiny teardrops when he plays. His touching ballads are just there sitting to buy.
You've always been runnin' from something or another. But your fear has never had such a name. You let your problems linger and always point the finger.
If only I didn't want the world. I wouldn't make you feel so sad. I'm sure my shame would be gone. Is it human to adore life?. . If only I'd hidden my lust.
Chorus. Aubergine girl,. I'll give you all,. I'll give you up,. Might never give in. Aubergine girl,. I'll be alone. I'll be your beau. But I'll believe you, I'll believe.
At the zenith of ambition unobstructed. Lays a curse upon mankind. De-populate through massive agenda. In accordance with the guide. . Architecture of fear intertwines.
You speak more than you think. And think less than anyone believes. Inert futility. This numbing paradox that screams. Where is sympathy. You spat in the face of opportunity.
When superstars and cannon balls are runnin' through your head. And television freak show, cops and robbers everywhere. Subway makes me nervous, people pushin' me too far.
Well you know every time. I look at that expression printed on the page. I think I hear you. Whispering the magic and the. Compliments I need so badly.
I believe the sun should never set upon an argument. I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands. I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you.
We stumble in a tangled web. Decaying friendships almost dead. And hide behind a mask of lies. We twist and turn and we avoid. All hope of salvage now devoid.
(Children sing intro). If our ancestors came back and asked us who we are. would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the Flag?.
Reality must sleep, for a while.. As I travel beyond our language.. Our personalities are manifestation of spirit.. The stream of eternal life carry us on to the end..
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