I reached the desert as the sun was rising. On the day that you were passing through. The caravan you travelled in was crowded. I didn't like the people around you.
so i go down to the lobby. and everyone stares. they say take off that foolish hat. what man? i say. so i go down to the lobby. and everyone stares. they say take off that foolish hat.
you watch the slow train moving through the city late at night. adjusting back and forth against the darkness and street lights. i know that you're feeling bad but i'm glad you didn't lie.
i know there's a place that you call your own. and you're safe and warm and you feel like yo're home. and the peace of it and the faith involved. and you go to say...but there's no need to explain it.
the master:. i was dreaming in the steam room. everything was so clear for a minute. and i thought.... and the dripping tiles and.... and i say i'll confess everything.
I wanted to tell you. the world as I see. is just as exciting. as its made out to be. . I seek out your wisdom. it feels only right. 'cause I've found the meanin' of life.
something about trains. something about love. something about this old earth. and the way it looks from up above. something about satellites. something about down below.
red high heels. is the way i feels. got the sways and reels. going home. red high heels. and the church bells peal. cross the snowy fields. going home.
i could've been miss punta blanca. i could've but i didn't want to. i think i could've beena winner. if i'd gone dancing after dinner. i could've rhumba'd by the poolside.
How did I ever get into this mess. I fell in the river and I wrecked my dress. I wanted to look good because he's coming tonight. And he's bringing me things that I like.
you mentioned la pieta. the dotted line. the holy flapping dress. white legs carving darkness. and you traced your thoughts. on the tablecloth. as you were speaking.
wait. wait. waiting for the lights. to change that I may. move on. move on. wait. wait. waiting for the lights. to change that I may. move on. move on.
first you go up the hill. (don't forget to sat the church). the church why? i don't know.... (in case they miss the turn). let me do the talking. (you make mistakes sometimes).
ANNIHILIST. . A nihilist, turned... . ANNIHILIST.... . Kinda new to the scene not so much to the workings, darkness, swallowed up the life of me without apology; so now im heartless....
la jalouse. i said no. la jalouse. i told you to go. you trick me with all your lies. trick me 'til i'm on your side. drag me into your stinking pit. jalouse.
We walk the narrow path. Beneath the smoking skies. Sometimes you can barely tell the difference. Between the darkness and light. Do we have faith. in what we believe?.
she didn't get him. he didn't really get her either. they got together. not the stuff of movies. let me be your main man. let me be your cowboy. let me be your boogaloo.
I was on a train. Somewhere in Spain. Sometime in the night. I drew up my knees. In second class. And watched in the blue light. Strangers beside me. Strangers across from me.
strange when i think about it. well, that i should write of birds. and flying things. i always tried to avoid it. reminds me of dumb girls and bad poetry.
winter time and the frozen river. sunday afternoon. they're playing hockey on the river. rosy.... he'll have that scar on his chin forever someday his girlfriend will say hey.