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The Sky
In the beginning there was black. And now there's me. I bend the neck until it cracks. And suck the open bleed. . I rise up above the spit. With talons brightly bared.
The Sad Thing About Sunday Morning
It's Sunday morning and like sheep with no Shepherd. they're turning off alarm clocks and ironing ties. above reproach is where we'll be in the eyes of the lesser.
The Pursuit Of Happiness
The promise of forever, the lie of mortal flesh. and blood the song of Solomon singed by the emotionally stunted heart of deception. how hard is it to make up your mind?.
The Pig
I know the way inside my heart. But nothing seems to get that far. Ive spent my life down on my back. It falls asleep, it pops and cracks. . And when the sun comes up again.
The Missing Wife
Should you hurt yourself or simply sleep?. I shall collect myself after I weep. Then garb myself in ocean blue. With no method of goodbye for you. . Should the marsh render a crane to cry.
The Journey
Open up the wide gates, here I come. The broad path is getting trampled under my feet. The narrow way and the tiny ugly door. Is getting smaller and smaller.
The Jesus Lizard
I tried to run across the water and I sank into the deep. Listlessly beneath the sea, within its murky keep. I want to keep my dinner down but I threw it up today.
The Goat
I remember everything, to be what I've become. A willingness for anything that can and must be done. I remember writing in the womb, wrapped up in viscous gloom.
The End (omega)
Father, hear my voice. Be it small. Here I am. Though I am nothing at all. . Dost thou still see. Something to love in me?. If it be, carry me away. That I might live today.
The End
I was born naked and red. Tied to my mother as she screamed and bled. And the tubes of light and all the sadness. Swimming in my head. . The truth is a root that twists like a horn.
The Dissonance Of Discontent
We've come so far, and here we are. Amidst the endless hum. No wind worth chasing, no revolution. No blazing battle drum. . We laughed as we said, "The music is dead".
The Dirt
How long does it take to grow a new head. And watch the old husk wither and fall?. I am molting and leaving the powerless shell. A great becoming offers me her all.
The Death
When I was a baby I could close the world. Up in fleshy pink mitts. Now the world flays the infant palms. And the bones drip out in its spit. . When I was small I reached up so high.
The Bell Jar
To be common place would be unique. But we're so obscure, we're incoherent. Like tongueless vigilantes choking just to make you choke. Rattling, rattling.
The Beginning
I used to dream that I could fly. Just above the whispered clouds. Beneath the somber sky. I had a dream I was alive. I dreamt that love would never die, goodbye.
This Time
What you say is this way every time that you need me.. Sometimes it seems that you only want things that I do.. I need to show myself everything that I did before.
The Anti-song
These guys can't be punk-rock. They sing about love and Brendan says they're not. But they've got egos this big. I bet that their mothers got them this gig.
Tell Me
If I told you that I never'd leave your side. Would you always stay by mine?. Sometimes I wonder if you care at all. . 'Cause I want each day to last at least.
Three Steps To Heaven
Now there are three steps to heaven. Just listen and you will plainly see.. And as I travel on and things do go wrong. . Just call it steps one. two and three.
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