Nowhere to run. Pick a direction. Chinese New Year. I spied that Dragon. I chased him off in a stolen Lexus. Rode across the plains. Through the state of Texas.
Laughing On The Inside. (Prophet/klipschutz). . The head of a horse. The heart of a dog. What kind of creature is that?. The river of life. Changes course every morning.
Sometimes I think about the only way. That I'll ever see life beyond l.a. is dying. I sit in the corner of a hotel room. With a room service menu and I'm looking at the moon,.
She got a heart of steel. She don't care how I feel. But nothin' warms the chill. When I'm livin' on my own. She keep my mind in worry. She left my vision blurry.
Lover arrive. Lover arrive. Take me on wings into your heart. Find a new start. Lover arrive. Lover arrive. Take me from here into your soul. We can be whole.
Glistening in the moonlight. Listening to the frogs. Hiding ourselves in the trees. Watching with demon eyes. Here we go again. Here we go. . Have you ever seen someone die.
Hey, Mister police man. Better make the call. I think your bullet, it hit me. Before it hit the wall. . Don't bring me no doctor. Just let me fall and fade away.
Last night I lay awake. My eyes were dry with the pain. Sometimes I wish that I would just die. To save me from seeing you again. I knew you used me but I didn't care.
Tears don't fall, they carry light. They dance by the lake, they sing blues. Trees surrounded younger years. Combs as souvenirs. Faces them other pines.
I watched you through your window. I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt. I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter. Even though it was the middle of June.
Red headed and sweet. Only seventeen. Saw you in some kind of. Gypsy crystal ball wet dream. . Wild curly hair. A face that doesn't care about me. No, you're reading a book outside.
Washing off last night's fake blood from an even faker cut. Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' all over everything I own. . Merry Christmas, Hare Krishnas.
It all began with the bright light. The bright light and the noise. The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire. . Touching and being touched. A million loose ends to tie up.
A love song with no validity. Pretend you never meant that much to me. Numb, a Valium child, bored by meaningless collisions. A lonely stretch of headlight, diamonds trapped in black ice.
I was walking in the park dreaming of a spark. When I heard the sprinklers whisper. Shimmer in the haze of summer lawns. Then I heard the children singing.
Well I gave up cocaine and I gave up smack. I gave up drinking alcohol and smoking crack. I gave up living on the never never. But I can't give up believing that I'm going to live forever.
You pick out your credit cards and check into the night. A dozen tequilas and you're feeling alright. So you swim to the disco, out of your depth, jaded gigolo.
You waited for me. On the green grass behind the park. I felt your breath. On the back of my neck. From two hundred yards. . You waited for me. You said you didn't.
Have you been crying to yourself. Is your imagination ever going to stop. Dressed in brown to match the seine. Your eyes like dark windows. Your brain's working faster than the cars.