And it's strange. How were wasting our lives. Novocaine. When the pain helps us rise here we stay. . Though it's only a clever game. Running from our lives and we linger on.
Welcome to the lonesome world of Abel. Where every brother's knife is set to slay you. And paranoia keeps you healthy. Crooked deals can make you wealthy.
This old house is finally gonna melt. My old friend to think of how you held us. . I didn't see the crows fly home today. I guess they got caught up in the gears of the city scene.
Hey. Is that the sunrise? Or is it god's eye?. Maybe not. I think it's the sun. . Hey. Is this a joke on us? Or is it serious?. Maybe not. I think it's for fun.
And then a green bird, a few, that play all around me. (And in a river I view a play of her and me). Under the shade of a tree, her arms did comfort. .
There's clouds all over head. Creamers tangled up in blue. The day is young and they're already in bed. Too damn tired to rain on you. . The way the treetops bend.
Now they're swerving when I give. And now it's turning away from my impression at all. It's choleric months in baritone. But waiting for the tide out.
Never the brightest of bulbs inside your head light. That's okay just as long as you don't drive at night. There was a song that we used to sing about that night.
Meet me there, in the blue. Where words are not, feeling remains. Sincerity, trust in me. Throw myself into your door. . I go, in circles, running down.
When will you come out of your stupor. You're stupider than I thought that you were. Did it elude my gaze were you always this way. Wait a minute here there's something fishy going on.
Looking round I think it's gonna be a good year. Get dressed up I'll call you when I'm almost near and dear we'll cruise. Out past all the other cars to where the sky fills up with stars and we can be lit up.
If I break down all that I am. A field of wires, we'll see what it's worth to walk. To break the lines of alternate steel. If I turn around what matters the most in time.
You've got potential. You've got purpose. In the back of a hearse. Life would hurt less. . So make some bombs. And flush them out. You know it's what you gotta do.
How is it you feel?. I remember you at the top of my room. All these things we wondered how to hide. See how it works when. . All the day long in a bottle of mud.
How is it you feel?. I remember you at the top of my room. All these things we wondered how to hide. See how it works when. . All the day long in a bottle of mud.
The Rain Was There. To Wash Away. My Tears. The Rain Was There *. To Wash Away * Sung in Greek. My Tears *. It's Raining Tonight *. I Wanted To Be Them.
Another she will. Anyway. Colliding on old. Photographs. Some other candy. Matrimony. That strips the night i. Breathe. . Wondering where I would die.
Me and the fool in the photograph. A soul, many times revealed. The scars only have concealed. . I wonder how many days I'll bleed. With the words I refuse to form.
Snow keeps piling up and. Killing flowers. That hurts my head. To crawl inside a spinefish. To move it's mouth and. To bet and to win. I miss my mother's arms and.
These fears come rushing in when I enter here. Another layer on my back. A blazing fire where our glances meet. The largest feeling towering over me. .