It starts to tear me down destroyed by what I create. It left the nerve exposed. Feels like a lost 'cause. Frustration's all I have left it's what reduced me to this.
The window's dirty the mattress stinks. This ain't no place to be a man. I ain't got no future, I ain't got no past. And I don't think I ever can. . The floor is filthy the walls are thin.
The cold was almost generosity. The way you took the life away from me. Scratched the surface of the pain to come. The Seperation that can't be undone.
Tonight I'm gonna get this right. I didnt bring candlelight,. I'm telling the stars to shine. But then I saw that the clock said 10. I'm sitting alone again,.
No light fantastic ever crosses my mind. That meditation stuff can make you go blind. Just crank that volume to the point of pain. Why waste good music on a brain.
The picture is fine. Perfection is.... It mimics what used to be. Rise again to fall behind. Expose the worm inside. . The color has faded. This changes everything.
Stop wasting my time. You know what I want. You know what I need. Or maybe you don't. . Do I have to come right. Flat out and tell you everything?. . Gimme some money.
You don't have to sell. . Well, it can be only a mistake. Excluding all that seems to be before. Recollecting minds that intake. While I contemplate, it gets sore.
Can't go back. To London. Can't go back. To Swindon. Can't go back. To Waterloo. . Can't go back. To Debra. Can't go back. To Sheila. Can't go back. To girls like you.
Don't you realize that it has to be. Why did you do this, consolidate my fear. . Face down save face. . Growing out of my face, what it represents I need.
Cups and cakes cups and cakes. Oh what good things mother makes. You've got to take tea won't you take it with me. What a gay time it will be. . Cups and cakes cups and cakes.
It goes beneath what I've done. It's bigger than the helplessness I felt. It comes around without a face. And redefines my subconscious again. . I can't be fixed.
I ride cross the desert on my camel. Over hills of sand. What's that, I see in the distance?. Only hills of sand. . There is no oasis in sight. I'll have to ride through the night.
Give me a little breath. Quarantine. B.C.G. might never might rain. . What is is now, Hoffman style. What a great film. What a great weather style. . Calling captain autumn.
When I first laid eyes on county dunne. I was green as the hills so high.. But in later years the streets ran red with. Blood neath the violet sky.. .
Well, you got the eyes and you got the lips. With your long blond hair and your wild young hips. You look like a million, including tips. . Well, I'm a busy man, baby, can't you see?.
We are the children who grew too fast. We are the dust of a future past. We raise our voices in the night crying to heaven. . And will our voices be heard or will they break like the wind?.
You been bad, don't do what I say. You don't listen, you never obey. I try to teach you, but you just won't be good. . You won't behave the way a big girl should.
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin. That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand. Or so I have read. . My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.
Give me Reincarnation. Or give me death. . We're back from the dead. Or so it is said. . We're back from the grave. It's life that we crave. . Oh watch our hearts pump as we go back into action.