I haven't been well in the last two days not since my baby up and walked away. Packed her things and just said so long that I won't be back this time I'm gone.
When you strip away the outside layer. don't act so surprised. There might be a face that you. don't even recognize. Don't act so surprised. We're living shallow lives.
Picture perfect ending should come as no surprise. We've watched the same bland story for all our lives. Flipping through the channels is such a waste of time.
You've changed so much in so little time. What happened to your passion and drive. for living life and living it out. Has this all change from subtle doubt.
Slowing down, my actions become known to me. No way no how, could I have been so blind to see, what I've become. Take away, I never was meaning to do.
Come on, baby, let's do the twist. Come on, baby, let's do the twist. Take me by my little hand and go like this. . Yeah, twist, baby, baby. Twist, ooh yeah, just like this.
[Part I: Sailing The Sea of Sorrow]. . [Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello]. . Oh Lord, no sign to relief. Of this agony inside. Such a pain is not fair.
White lines on the kitchen table*. White lines knocked them one by one, by one. Tell me baby if you're feeling nervous. You call at the window you can call, you can call anyone, anyone.
We were standing in the center of the occupation. Caught between the ground & the grey grey sky. Baby got a little bit of bad information. Baby take a number, baby wait in line.
Evening's upon us, and we're all alone. Fear and denial down to the bone. I'll give you my heart now, baby hold on. I want to be near you when they drop the bomb.
You've got it right, I'm out of line. Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind. Your one way street, it's calling me. I'll be your hero yeah I'll be your everything.
Along the track the wires are humming. in bursts of code like far-off drums..... Fathering the message:. further up the line. someone's shouting. down the passage of time..
Thinking back, it seems that I. can lie beside you as I never truly did,. in afterglow -. no afterwords at all.. Only writing love songs when it's gone and dead;.
Time for a change:. I felt bad, things looked strange.. Home, home on the range.... Yes, it's time for a change.. "Well, young man, when you grow up. what do you want to be?".
Silence.. Omens.... For pain shall come and change shall run. down through my heart. and shake my knees. and NOW it is coming,. all round is the humming.
Such distance to the tips of the fingers,. the ganglion loom jerks inside;. the body grows steadily stranger. but the spirit won't be denied.. That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball,.
Genuflection / erection in church.. Sacristy cloth / moth-eaten shroud.. Secret silence / sacred secrets. accumulate dust, aggravate the eye.. Incautious laughter after confession..