Mercury. I see visions of galaxies. Where you are is where I'll be someday.. . And you puzzle me. Am I made of you?. Are you made of me?. Cause I'm so confused.
Into another day. Dull from consistency. I can see only one thing. I am Losing velocity. . The whole world's gone mad. Oh my head sounds. Just like that..
Like a Lioness. . I'd like to get to know you. Let's take off our clothes. And Get Close.. . There.. . And how about I circle you. Like a Lioness.. Licking her paws.
Visions of loveliness. Visions of open hands. We're criss cross black dots. Hiding in the tree tops. Friend. . Everybody looking with the same expression.
I'm kind of in a watercolor wasteland. The place you go to bow and pay the toll. A never-ending system of abrasions. Only there to control. . The way you suck me up into a nightmare.
I often dream of the ocean. Misty with salty perfume. As I take to the sea. The night goes with me. By the light of a crystalline moon. . Into the great wide open.
Carry on. Do as you will do. What's it gonna take. These mirrors always breaking down. Resounding in the sound. . Moving on. An easy thing to do. Glide as you would sail.
You are the one. Who must go on. Go and tell them. There could've been something better.. I don't have the answer. . Beyond the wind. There lies a star.
Why do you fear change. You're folding in trust. And I'm trying to help you see. Your eyes so fixed and hollow. Only serve to paralyze this dream. . Go on carry on.
Full of this stuff, just waiting for a sign.. Watching the years I am watching... the flowers die.. The spider within holding on by string,. Still I'm all alone hearing this circus type thing..
I remember our day at the Bombay Cafe, when I found out love ain't enough. The old man at the bar tossing dreams into jars, said, "Girl he ain't gonna show up.".
I've walked along the edge. I've seen my death. It came before my eyes and blinded by the light. I realized. Too long I've been without. The feeling of alive.
Don't chase ghosts, don't get too close,. Don't get caught, don't get spent. Don't get bought. Don't sell out, don't get bent. Don't fuck your best friend.
Random little things keep taunting me. The rose left on my pillow after you leave. Favorites turn to monsters as the seasons turn around. And I had no idea I could feel so upside down.
The alien boys are here today. Clicking their heels behind me. Chatter boy toys. They couldn't find me. I'm floating above. . I wanted to show you the milk of the moon.
The sky she asks for rain. Clouds they start to blend to one. Words they seem to move the sun. So often we are buried by the truth. We sit here far removed.
I'd like to hold you close. Make you feel safe. Not so afraid of yourself. If we have to part so it shall be. I'd like to help yo suffer less. Not be so locked up in your thoughts.