I don't want any memory of you, no. I don't have the time or patience to spend on you. I erase every touch or tear away. Until the page is empty and wearing through.
It was so simple in the end. Oh, I just had to start again. Those grays and whites, they don't forgive. Passed out, passed [?] you were so taken with.
I got no time to kill, I got nothin' to do. Slow on producitivity 'cause nothin' is new. Music is a mockery and words mean less. Silence or destruction, it's a bloody mess.
Now that i tried. To make up all the times. You left with a hole in my heart. for you tearing it apart, one more night. These feelings, i shake. I know the mistake.
You called me forth amid the waves. And wayward waters. That kind of trust I've never found. I always wind up sinking down. Was I really dead. At the bottom of the ocean?.
Agenda my beautiful agenda. The one that never dies. I'll shout it in the megaphone. I'll wear it like a French cologne. I'll scream it in the telephone.
I walked into the change, but now it feels so wrong. There's mountains in my way and I just can't go on. . How did I get so far gone to who I am today?.
I have come a long way. I've met many a friend. Who gave to me their hearts, their bread and their wine. Into the lower lands. Down to the depths of self.
Then in my dream, I saw two men appear,. They didn't take the long way, instead they jumped the wall.. They stood in the way, the journeyman was on,. Accused him and confused him about the Glory Road..
He told me all I'd done. That I desired to be praised. That I was filled with selfish pride. And death would be my wage. . I told him he was right. I did deserve the grave.
Sleep depraved. Dawn patrol. My life blood's running circles 'round my soul. All the people in normal land. Rest while I get a midnight tan. But I....
I have been tormented. And I have been deceived. I have known depression. A thousand nights I couldn't sleep. . Facing all my enemies. I was paralyzed with fear.
We're just dying inside. He sits there waiting. He's awake but his mind is fading. If he sees the sun he'll feel blessed he's won, but I know he won't.
Sometimes I feel so alone. I call your heart. But there's no one at home. Taking a toll on my pride, my pride. I'm reaching out. But there's no one inside.
No static, no static, got an automatic. No static, no no static, no static, no static. Too much of anything makes you an addict. . Take a nigga back to tobacco road.
You're like starlight in the dark. Endless miles can't conceal you. And every glimmer is a spark. Catching fire as you break through. . Oh, you're not far away - you come in close.
Moving on down the Tarkio Road. Headed up to Crete, Nebraska. Trying my best to set the highway on fire. But my bicycle won't go no faster. . Tarkio Road is a mother.
There must be some kind of way out of here. Said the joker to the thief, yeah. There's too much confusion. Mmm I can't get no relief. . Business men, they drink my wine.
One toke over the line sweet Jesus. One toke over the line. Sittin' downtown in a railway station. One toke over the line. . Awaitin' for the train that goes home, sweet Mary.
Oh mommy. I ain't no commie. I'm just doing what I can to live the good all American...Way. It says right there in the constitution. It's really A ok to have a revolution.