My room is white, the walls. And all my appliances, all compliances.. I live in silence, my windows. Closed to traffic, all that racket.. You are the opposite. I could never fit.
I am a human being.. I'm made of muscle, bone and blood.. I'm full of awful feelings,. Self-hatred and mistrust.. . I need you now to be here with me..
Is there another being before this?. Is there another life?. Is there another sad to full? Are you willing to die?. . 'Cause I'm about to submerge the ocean.
Start by saying, I'm a couple years too late. Not the reunion I was planning on. And I just came to give my regards and keep my faith. Echo your words that I've been hanging on.
Is it anyone who would dance?. Little moment at midnight. Trying not to hide, to get down. Down on one another. Laughed as we drink up the wine. Drove all night to Canada.
I step right and discover a new space. And then left, and it is just the same. I got some air underneath my feet. The space above my head extends a few hundred miles.
I need to find a place to live, I can't take it anymore. But I'm a waste so what, so what's the point of that. I need to find a place to go, when I wanna be alone.
Underneath the moon I've called a thousand different names. None of them ever answer me back. In the night time I know. A familiar kind of peace. Oh, like it's something I used to have..
If you're looking for me. I've fallen down, it's a long way down. If you're wondering how I am. It's hard to say if I'm one way. . I'm not hiding, reciting with the dark.
When I held your hand, when I held your hand,. When I helped you, when I held your hand,. You still went the other way and you wanted me to stay,. With my arms stretching away, with my arms stretching away..
Sing a song for the daughters of Magdalene. All tied up in their white ribbon.. November came and before I got your letter. I will love you better, I will love you true..
You need not have come to my lair. You do not know who you'll find in there.. I sink my claws into the snow. For all that you've forgot in my passice show.
Whippoorwill's singing. Soft summer breeze. Makes me think of my baby. I left down in New Orleans. I left down in New Orleans. . Magnolia, you sweet thing.