Blemishing mirror fright,. Gonna take a bit of a fall tonight. Dreamed that I was underneath a naked women. Saying something that I can't repeat. . Awakened by the runway noise.
She said look at the moon it's like a fingernail clipping. A silver of light in the cold black sky. I gave her my coat, held her close and she cried. As the sun came up over the jagged skyline.
Heaven can you hear me I am calling from a land line. I need a good connection I feel like I'm losing my mind. The day is just about to break I think it's safe to say, so am I.
High IQ. Loaded dad. Private schools. Brand new jag. The future is so bright, youre wearing shades inside. You feel lost. Dont know why. Hallmark ads make you cry.
You pulled up at the house at half past seven in your '69 Impala, you shook hands with my father and we stopped off at the drug store by the drive-in for some Trojans and a six-pack, but still your eyes kept wandering back to her. It's always her..
Evelyn?. Evelyn?. I just had the most terrible dream.. I was walking on a street in a huge city,. but all of the shops and all of the cars were empty..
Tell those stories to me. I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen. Farfetched as they may be. You strike a smile in me. Your stories ring of perjury.
Are you crying, Evelyn?. . No... Well, yes.. I was just thinking about Sandy.. And about Bimba and Kimba.. I miss them, Evelyn.. . I know,. I miss them too..
are you there, Evelyn?. yes, course I am, I'm always here, Evelyn.. I'm frightened. It's that time of year again, isn't it Evelyn?. Yes, it is that time of year again, Evelyn..
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes. You're the one using me as a muse. You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back. Ready to go.
Sandy, sandy, fishnets, fishnets. Washed up on the shore,. What's she catching?. And will she be sore?. . Sandy was the prettiest of all,. She talked French,.
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes. You're the one using me as a muse. You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to. go.
It's hard enough to know,. Where you're really supposed to go,. When you're looking for a friendly face,. Book a ticket to another place.. You move your lips to speak,.
Yeah, yeah. Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite. I'd like to touch your positive vibes. Indifferent eyes won't give me the time. May I help put aside your moral fiber?.
When routine bites hard. And ambitions are low. And resentment rides high. And emotions won't grow. And we're changing our ways, taking different roads.
I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds. But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside. Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out. Find nothing but faith in nothing.
Have you seen my sister, Evelyn?. Dang, she's gone and wandered off again!. I've been lookin' high and low,. Where oh where'd my sister go?. She's been known to spend some time.
Drag this neurotic to hysterics. Leave him balked and unfulfilled. Holding inside outwardly patient. 'Til the time he'll call it. . Alurring exotic twisted hero.