They took the shrine to the temple. But he wasn't there. They checked the mosque and the chapel. No, not there. . Since you've been away on holiday. The natives are all nightmares.
Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard. They're scribed across stained glass. They're posted on the billboards. A lackluster charade. And are we so naive to concede these forefathers?.
I'll never go back there don't make me go back there. . Now that God is an athiest. Finally, well i can sleep at night. . In a hotel room. With holes in the curtains.
Let's get one thing straight,. we don't have any answers.. We are proposals in a cosmic nursery,. and these massive stars,. they're just little twinkles,.
Strung out on leaving. One leg stretched for the curb. The other one grounds itself against rebirth. So the swallows will stay in the barn. The finches left a long time ago.
Opening the Hymnal:. Welcome one and welcome all. To our small town. The lyrics are the exit and the roses are the same?. Inside this town, you'll find the guilt.
Once a liar, always a liar.. Once a cheater, always a cheater.. Once a day you'll remember her death.. Once you'll love but you'll love once too many..
Northern winds came whistling through evergreens. Like trains, one temper broods until a temperature breaks. And blooms, smashing and tearing what we've worked toward.
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I took a stroll down a primrose lane on a clear blue day. Everything seemed so perfectly placed. Daises lined each manicured lawn. Well groomed men walked well groomed dogs.
I was alone, I was at home. 'Til the fabric was torn. The cord was cut. My orbit had begun. . I was a simple being. I was simply being. Until I caught my own reflection.
You're gonna do what I say. And say what I say. You stretch your peacock feathers. You're always on display. Don't act so goddamned conflicted. You wouldn't have it any other way.
Loose-lipped secrets. I've seen those birdies chirping. Another promise perched on their fragile branches. Cradle and all.... . We all hide a diary beneath some mattress.
Diseased heat, August on the 101. Let me up. The pale moon offers no consolations. Would you let me up?. . Mosquitoes fat with our marrow. Ebb and flow through the gumbo.
The Sheperd: I can't say I've always been honest;. you can't say I've done a disservice.. The girl, she's just a child.. She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out..
Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know. Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know. . Don't wanna live in the now. Don't wanna know what I know.
A right at the light. It's the long way home. But we've got a long time to kill. Before our guts are gutted. Of bad blood they've spilled. . I left on the light.