Like a cabbagetown rubby reaching for the copper on Bleeker Street. Like a coconut commoner combing through the needles on any beach. Like you want to know.
I don't want to be beautiful. No one ever hears her speak. I don't want to be a diplomat. With a heart attack for peace. . All that I need is a fire escape.
I have seen you once with your altruistic bandage. And I know that you have given me the eye. Let me see you twice and I will be your appendage. In this silver dollar kingdom of the blind.
Baby we were born to ruin. With a stake, and a stone. Through the heart. Cover your eyes up a little. Just a little. Empty room. In the heat. Of the dark.
Saturday was a good day for you to go. Youve been falling in your own home. . In a room with the curtains drawn. You can hear the telephone song. . There are cars on the street below.
This is the story of two lovers: anemone and kerosene. Liquid burning, like torch at the bottom of the sea.. Never tell me the awful things you have done for money.
What the Hell has come over me? (All over me). Where's the person you used to be? (It's a mystery). Well I'd swear somebody has switched you while I was asleep..
and in the time it takes to feel, I could swear that you get closer every day. and my only hope is when it all comes real, I don't fuck it up and throw it all away.
hold me, baby, try to think of how you made me. hold me, baby, while the world gets bored and lazy. and hold me, hold me, tighter than I ever thought I could be, tighter than you'd hold a memory....
every minute passed of every passing day. watching the wave we thought would last sailing away. out into the blue and a-[mooded] to the shore. still as a darker shade of grey like never before.
ba-... (x8). baby strange, what does it take to love you?. baby strange, what does it take to loathe you?. stuck in occasions unfinished and severed, I'm dead with my eyes open wide.
Move a little closer. Don't be afraid. If you want a pretty picture. You better look away. 1, 2, 3, 4. I like the way you move around the floor. I like the way you move around the room.
Watch the way they wait in line. Play this game with me in time. I see the way you look at me. Your eyes filled with cruelty. . You don't have to confess.
Lucky Lucy. She's a kind one. Turned her riches. Into a million dollar game. Broke out for the harvest. Now she sits. On the corner of West and Main. Jeremy's a mind reader.
Slowly she moves. Turns the lonely pages in her mind. A plaintiff with a cause. She's gonna make it through this wonderland. She's gonna live, live through time, yeah.
With a compromise, he tilts his head. With it out of sight, he'd be better off dead. Well she wanders off a fool in the world. Never to return again. With a blanket inside a sack she provides.
Charlie, you're not my Charlie anymore. You're screwing it up. You're killing your soul. With an audience looking on. . If I hadn't left early last night.
You can see that I'm trying. But it doesn't come easily to me. I'm hard around the eyes. And like a gangster on the lookout. I know the ending now. Show me, bring me back to your love.
I'm awake, you sleep on and on. When you wake. My head is resting on your shoulder. I'm breathing you in, I'm breathing you in. . Don't get up, I'm in heaven.
" There was the stage. Two red lights and a dodgy P.A. You trod the planks way back then. And it's strange that you're. Here again - here again ". . " And I wish , I wish I knew the right words.