BURNING UP WITH FEVER. TEMPERATURE WILL RISE. THE WAY ITS CLIMBING UP THE SCALE. I DONT THINK THAT ITS WISE. TO LEAVE ME UNATTENDED. I NEED YOU ROUND THE CLOCK.
(Happy Xmas Kyoko. Happy Xmas Julian). . So this is Xmas. And what have you done. Another year over. And a new one just begun. And so this is Xmas. I hope you have fun.
Ah -. Ah -. . This is hell in paradise,. We're all asleep or paralyzed.. Why are we scared to verbalize. Our multicolor dreams?. . When will we come to realize,.
I spent the last night in your bedroom sleeping. Your head was laid upon my pillow dreaming. . Is this the first time baby. Is this the last time, well maybe.
I know it feels like things have dropped to the floor,. Your heart is heavy you can't take anymore,. You did your best and gave all that you could,. And now it feels like you have less than you should,.
Oh lucky day, lucky day, lucky day.. She finally walked my way.. You know she sauntered up to me.. Kissed me on the lips today.. . When you smile, when you smile.
She cast a spell in the wickedest way. and suddenly my day was dark and grey. And all I could feel, and all I could feel. . She took me along and changed my direction.
At the movies. Eyes iced over. Walking sideways. Through them gutters. And you realize that the floor. Sticks to your feet like history. Well don't you look at me.
A surf rock man from the land of plenty. Surf rock mess with no surf but pine trees. Struck by being ashamed of your old space. . Just wanting that mean heat.
Slow walk, it's land mine. It's coal mine, it's a bad thought. . On the way to God don't know. My brain's the burger, and my heart's the coal. . I'm trying to get my head clear.
Walk to your house on my lunch break. Here it comes. Come inside and pour a drink. You'll probably tell me everything you think. . Here it comes. The place and the time that we knew.
In the morning when they found us. And we woke up in the coconut wind. How you took my hand and told me. All the stories of the places you'd been. . And how you thought that I would make it.
Man you are. A different person everyday. You unreadable. Like the weather. In late May. Imagine. Yourself. As an autumn leaf. More beautiful. Then a.
I'm down, I'm down,. I should be one of the beatles. Life's a sad song, hard to tweedle deedle. Just to catch a nod, be off,. Bring home the bacon. Humiliations from the boss.
Ah -. Ah -. . This is hell in paradise,. We're all asleep or paralyzed.. Why are we scared to verbalize. Our multicolor dreams?. . When will we come to realize,.
Turn off the fountain. Here comes a landslide, down comes a mountain. Mother is crying, "Where are my children?". They're up in heaven. . Did you get to close your eyes.
I'm standing on the top of the moon, looking down at you. You're tiny. I'm standing on the top of the star, wondering where you are. You're driving in your car.
Lying awake in my hospital room. Silas Creek parkway is my only view. And the doctor just came by and told me the news. I need a second opinion. I don't believe that it's true.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,. blue skies from pain.. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail. A smile from a veil. Do you think you can tell.