Macy Day parade. Solid on a station it is in the air. The floats are floatin' in it. Everything's right. . 'Cause everything is changed. Everything you thought of.
I'm sending out a call to arms. from the cities to the farms. to the sounding of alarms. with all the bells and whistles. took my prize,. hung my plaque.
Oh man,. look what the cat drug in. It's got the dress, tho the color's gone. that I gave my one true love on. Oh man, look what the wind blew home. Never had this much stimulation.
I shook upon a bridge. On a fault on the north ridge. Where I placed a picture of you on my Etch-A-Sketch. . I give you now the river. And it is too a river though.
She's there separating. orange from rind. and i sit at her station every time. so what ever happened to. common courtesy. now one in a million. seems one more than me.
Sweet Miranda brings me the wine. We have had our fill. of almost everything. turning thistledown laughter. I would take her blue cue too late. I would say the words.
Whatever news you had. Whatever shoes you had. Whatever made you mad enough. On the promenade you can. Give it a rest. Give it a seat. Or in the glass you can cut your feet.
What a scene. what a drama. just to find the door. that was mean. that was totally uncalled for. have you reached the point. where you must choose. between what you lost and.
I don't care that you won't quit this notion. of burying the carnival. but what the hell is in your potion. that's made you so dull?. So I cannot make a blind from sawdust.
I won't ever get used to this. A blank spot temptations do resist. The other shoe will drop. Just an aftershock. . Nice hat, you look like a referee. Nice watch, but why are you timing me?.
In a little while. I'll forget your name. and with the time we had. I will do the same. 'cause I can't belong. to any future. the past's a. never ending overture.
Leave it for a while; come back. Leave it for a while; come back. Leave it for a while; come back. What would make a smile on you?. . Are you closing in? Come back.
If you wipe the slate. let me start again from this moment on. We've been through this before. every single time that i thought you had gone. Well I'm out of reserve.
"Here's the car you will be driving. Radio works.. Take the 10 out. On arriving, detour other road.. Where every sign's a carved design.. stick feather on with glue.
I want you to keep a piece of me. in there; right below. your majesty. I may tend to it with flattery. or maybe I'll jump start. counting on a battery.
Years away. with foreign girls. the bedlam boys. took sand from pearls. The tide went out. the time was ripe. it's so much more subtle. to be the silent type.
I've heard people say they've come for miles. To pay their due respects. (for mileage, each expects).. "A pillar of community and style".. "At heart, a family man.
It's hiding in the corner. of every sacred place. before the ambush you won't want to. recognize its face. It slithers like a viper. readies its attack.
What could it be. What would you bet. I'm not too sure. About anything yet. 'Cause when you put all the love. In the world on a chip. It gives me the creeps.
...And you want to impress. That you love me more or less. Which of us will be first. To get off. To get hurt. . When you come too close for comfort. Come too close for comfort.