Dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today. Hope you don't mind if I hide behind the curtain. It's been fifteen years since my last confession.
This is like pulling teeth. Said the man with the gap-toothed smile. Upon decline.. So the silence seeped into. An impatient line. Of returns and exchanges.
They took the shrine to the temple. But he wasn't there. They checked the mosque and the chapel. No, not there. . Since you've been away on holiday. The natives are all nightmares.
Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard. They're scribed across stained glass. They're posted on the billboards. A lackluster charade. And are we so naive to concede these forefathers?.
You are the sun, I am the flame. You are the blood, I am the same. We are the love that rises again. They are the snake that bites on your veins. . We are not chained to the wheel.
Reaching for a reason, a rider in the snow. Has not far to go, has not far to go. . Bomb unite the land, I call deep inside. Where no barriers hide, there's no mistake.
Pictures of never ending dreams. I can't see what these images mean. Locked inside me, can't set the rainbows free. Like perishing flowers they sag and twist and die.
I said hep cats, sinners, brats. Suck on this for sunshine. This is the resurrection. Yea, of the good times. I said hep cats, sinners, brats. Sunshine.
Free baby. Free baby. Free baby. . I shaved my head. Yeah, wiped the sheet clean. Hangman has packed up. I continue to dream. . My words are broken. It's not easy to chew.
Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean. Like a desert sun that burns my skin. I've been waiting for her, for so long. Open the sky and let her come down.
A deep sore dragged through ages. The sores are my own, I know. Wounds collected through a lifetime. And wisdom I pick up along the way. . I received the spit from a snake.
I left a shroud in a town to be sorted out. Its like a leaf-flake brown kind of fabric gown.. Where the curve of the ground that they hear around. Is like the echo sound in a concave town..
I could feel it!. I didn't even have to open my eyes!. Sooooo much smoke!. There was nothing I could see. Thru my ruby eyes.. . Have you seen her?. The only hippie in the village.
(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!). . The rhythm to the rebels is calling me. Is takin' me higher than I'd ever be.
If you are my friend we can drink in the afternoon. That's cool. If you are my friend you can clean my house if you want. Or only if we had a fight, yeah.
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go. Feelin' the rhythm of casual love. I've always been such an anxious girl. Hurrying it up trying to rule the world.
Up the stairs, behind the door. She was sitting there crying. She smashed all the glasses on the mirror. Which was shattered all across the room. . She screamed so loud.
Can't admit you're wrong. You're wrong, you're wrong. . Part of me wants to see you dead, so. . Run. You better run. . No mater what you do, I'll find you.
Stuck in this hole, it's a part of me, never seen. I've been bad but never to this degree. All that you want is apologies, out of me. I don't care, it's over, you're killing me.