As the lights go down at the carnival and the last ride grinds to a stop. All the bums are singing at the patterned glass in the church across the lot.
Talked out and now I'm feeling crowded. All the errands in the world won't. save us now. Rained in and I won't come unclouded. There's a stillness in the.
Listen -. There is no use in trying to explain. Listen -. Is it your fault she made those cuts again?. To let out blood she thought it made her bad. Or maybe just to cut you out instead.
Wake up, it's time to go, turn your keys in down at the lobby. No one's looking too awake, but you can't stay here. Pick up your bags and you're gone again.
you paint walls and. buildings so tall -. sunlight never reaches the earth.. a birth, as the paint covers cracks. and stains, and nothing remains.. but a new face so pale and white -.
I'll be quiet to keep you quiet.. Don't concern yourself with my slow dying.. Through the vents I hear you sigh.. I don't get too high these days.. Your floor is my ceiling..
Witness one milk and honey. Cash-wonder splash. Laughing when you say it's under wraps. Pliant or defiant. Don't you want to buy it?. . Promise wine from brackish water.
Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken). . Old mule, you're the son of a donkey. And I'm in the image of God. Yet, here we work, hitched together. Toilin' and tillin' the sod.
No kind of love. No kind of love. . I don't wanna make no scene. Lovers come and go. . Or make you mrs. anyone. Or make you mr. me. . I'm into you like a train.
Taking division down to where I shouldn't be. Turn pockets run aground in the green. New way to see what's laid plain in front of me. Nothing better than a look at what I shouldn't see.
I just wrote the dumbest song. It's gonna be a sing along. All our friends. will clap and sing. Our enemies will laugh and be pointing. It won't bother.
We hear your one hand clapping.. It's music to our ears.. You don't like the way we sound.. We don't like the way you hear.. Sorry we ain't hard enough to piss your parents off..
Blue-eyed bloody lullaby. Less a lesson than an alibi. Shot from only one side. Sanitize then canonize. . Annex and index. Mirror too-perfect. . Histories.
Sleeping off the last five years takes another five. Recovery in lieu of being. here right now. When I throw myself at your feet, you know it's to be walked.
Underwater screams,. he is so far gone.. Drowned out by the unseen powers in unseen ways.. Fists clenched to fight,. It's a fearless wall.. Takes your soul and grinds it all..
I went into the butchers. I said wanted wanted wanted some.... Meat. Pass me some of that steak over there. It looks so.... Sweet. . I lost my heart to a meathook!.
A week inside, I think I'm starting to show. I told myself to keep myself in line. Should we get married or just go on killing each other?. I don't think I hate you enough to commit you to me.
I lost all my thoughts of angels in an aspirin billboard. . Walking down 16th street, hit the cross street Catatonia. I wish I had the strength to do your drugs, it must take strength.
Narrowing his eyes,. God only knew what she'd try.. Obsessed with drawing lines,. What's wrong with saying, "This is mine?". He says her pain subsides..
Swallow your pride.. But take it slow.. What's left inside without your words. You might just choke on it.. And you wouldn't want to do a thing like that..