Clouds part and out come the howitzers. Cue the earthquakes spare the heartbreak. Now you're unproud still the sky falls in showers. Anthrax and anarchy.
Beneath a blackened sky they lay and pray to me. The vengeful spawn of scorn the very brink of sanity. My will - malevolent. My thoughts - perverse. My rule - divine.
For years and years we had been groomed. To be a polished product in a doomed society.. We built the empire.. For years and years we have been kicked below the surface,.
When I grow up I wanna combust. And everywhere I go goes off in a flick of fiery lust.. My brain is boiling my skin is burning my blood is alcohol.. I can't control it, I can't control it all.
I've got a problem, with no solution. The resolution's out of reach. I claw and crawl through the flies on the wall. I hear the venom you speak. . Talk, talk, talk about creation....
In the land of nod, he who sleeps with both eyes open is god.. And makes a living off of killing the living one at a time.. I am your hammer and sickle I am your ball and chain.
My mind is numb. My body is empty.. All pieces moving. Nothing fitting.. Heat from below. Holes In the sky.. Hard luck.. Life sucks.. Birth. Plague. Die.
So how, how did I lose the thread. When you reeled it in again. I could be caught on that line. Spending my time swimming with you. . You love is often unkind, bitter and blind.
I'm complication, live wire down. I'm agitation, distorted sound. You're celebration, a girl on a swing. Passion and patience, an unbroken ring. It's simple, simple, simple.
Forgive me this sin. I'm falling over. Flashing tin grins. And rolling in clover. So ready to get out. And eager to please. Well, it's late in the day in the middle of a life.
Clouds rumble, earth will shift. Walls tumble, hearts will skip. Things changing. Everywhere but here. Small window, tiny room. Sun hits in the afternoon.
Let us be humbled tonight. In these depths show us the light. Give us peace, lay down the mighty. In these depths, show us the light, please. . Oh God, I pray to thee.
Count down the rings. Or pick up the phone. But she's sure to know. That you're not alone. More on the side. And less at the home. Dust and dry earth.
Oh, my enigma. I'll never forgive you. You have confirmed my suspicions. As if they had mattered. You're so removed I can't approach. With an attitude beyond reproach.
You opened the door and in came the night. Curled 'round a woman and turned out the light. And finally got it figured out. But it's too late to go back now.
Someone's in the backyard banging on the door. Daddy's gone away, he's coming back no more. His baby's curled up on a stranger's floor. Momma's thinking family dinners weren't too much to ask for.
I was 18 and so were you. I was that birkenstock geek rock dude. You were the back flip, doe-eyed,. Tree-climbing, earth-mama, beautiful evergreen girl.
I've got gardens growing, got quiet days. Clothes on my back, food on my plate. Got friends to help me if I call for them. I don't need anything that I don't have.
Ever since I was a kid I've been. Clear eyed, clear eyed. I can't forget but I forgive,. Did you notice? Are you all right?. . On the edge of memory where shapes.