Your waves come crashing down. Like a semi auto trailer. I dive so deep in the sea. To avoid, killer whales. . A perfect moment here and gone. It has sailed.
I liked you. You showed me. These calls must. Continue. . Time is collapsing in my head. I built all the walls you can't come in. You were to one that called me last.
Welcome to the state of emergency. Telepathic pace stresses urgency. I use your head to make you feel intruded. Now no one's useful, and you're polluted.
And back the ebb came, in fact and full of rain. And two the flow went, I think the vessel bent. Now time is precious and the rocky waves we're nauseous.
Poem boy failure, be what you know. Keep us in line, with a vicious blow. Now this is future, predictable slow. Love you can be, even though. . Can't do wrong, can't do right.
This repercussion's messing with your ghost. I feel you through the air now. Wish I could tell you that I miss you most. I miss you most, all the time now.
You and I, simpatico, its a battle though and this we both know.. You and I, simpatico, its a battle though and this we both know.... You and I, simpatico, its a battle though and this we both know..
Beyond the basement. There lives a girl there. She's got a face and a lot of hair. Respond to places. Remember they said. To watch your back but you don't care.
Remember when we were young?. We'd smoke cigarettes behind the store. Pimpin' beers for fun. Back then I loved you. . Makin' you almost cry. Under Louisiana sky.
Been losing sleep around you. Don't know just how I found you. We swam in San Sebastian. Broken necks and halo traction. We swam in San Sebastian.... .
She wears high heel shoes at night, at night, at night.. Nobody knows what's be like.. I have a song inside the stream and nobody's listening but you, you, you..
The morning after. The only laughter. Echoes from the night before. I'm feeling broken. Words already spoken. Lay crumpled. And hurt on the floor. . Except for those.
Sunflower smiling at the sun. Your time is gonna' come. Keep your eyes on sunny skies. Your heart soars above the clouds. Sings a song out loud. For a brand new day - not so far away.
I dialed your number on the phone yesterday. Thinking you would answer and then I remembered. A conversation we had, had not so long ago. Talking about our love, why we let it go.
Every trick in the book now, baby. I'll use it on you. I've got my devices, darling. My machinery too. . Lying on a parquet carpet. On the 4th of July.
How I love to sleep. I was back in Mahomet, Illinois,. A Mongoloid child played with. Aa bright orange smurf ball. Gurgling to himself contentedly. Next to a tree. In the middle.
I'm longing for silence. I feel like sinking in it. To escape from life. Which like death. Precedes me in every step of mine. It is an imperious desire like the song of sweet muses.
When the bluebells come a calling. Oh yeah I'll be there waiting. Waiting for you. You make me feel like summer sunshine. Falling through the leaves. On days when the water is so blue.