Here comes that shit again. I've got a halloweenhead. Head full of tricks and treats. It leads me through the nighttime streets. Black cats and falling trees.
Heart stops beating, all the words worth repeating. She is dancing but not singing, is it maybe that she doesn't know the words?. She's dressed up, but don't worry, she's got friends.
Hello Gracie you're a good little girl. it's a beautiful world nowing you're out in it. Last time I saw you playing in the yard. You were running with children and the old people were smiling.
Riot on the streets, the touch beneath the sheets. It's only gonna make you love me more. The cops they got the guns, the night destroys the sun. It's only gonna make you love me more.
I watch the evening grow old. And I watch the sun grow tired. Collapsing into the meadowlands. . Funny how I still hear that voice. Sometimes it's like it's so loud.
I can't talk. My mind is so blank. So going for a walk. I've got nothing left to say. . I can't see. The darkness on the rise. I'll be waiting here. Until the under tide.
I can't talk. My mind is so blank. So going for a walk. I've got nothing left to say. . I can't see. The darkness on the rise. I'll be waiting here. Until the under tide.
Here's a picture of your lonely Fridays. Turned to nothing on a Friday night. Firecracker with a pile of empties. Detonated with a lonely fire. . I see your face, I hear your voice.
Slowly. Coming over me. Like fire and ice. Confusion. All to the ground. Stone me. Like you own me. The strangest moving patterns. All flow through this city.
Sunny day, I feel fine. Sunny day, you're not mine. Thoughtless things run through my head. I can feel just like I did. When I, I was free. . Motions to go through.
As pretty as a song. A song could ever be. Like Christmas on a river. Without a boat or Christmas tree. This afternoon with you was something like a letter.
These very moments as they pass. It's like you're just dreaming of busting someone else. My hands they hold a candle to the pages. These days they go so fast, these days of ours.
Black birds slow and softly breaks a glass of wine. Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight. Well, everybody wants to go forever. I just want to burn up hard and bright.
Are you there?. Screaming in the night. Somewhere. Hanging from the side. . Feel the sunlight. The sunlight on my face. It's cold out here. Lost in outer space.
Red shoes go sailing. Through the trees. Leaving no traces at all. Not even a scatter in the leaves. The reflections are only memories. . Evergreen, lay down beside me.
English girls are pretty when they play guitar. Crazy like a day just a-breaking I ain't sure what for. Ain't got a mother or father or place to fall.
For you I'd do anything. Tear myself in two. Just to hear you breathe. . Calculate the changes that in time. Turn to nothing and then multiply. Yourself by my pain.
Let's take a ride to the easy plateau. Where the cold don't come and the wind don't blow. Moonlight flickers on the water below. The orange grove blossoms.
I remember seeing you the other day. But I don't remember saying goodbye. All's I know was the sky went clear. And, babe, I think I wanted to die. Well, hi.
I hate this old place. And what it represents. And I hate who I was. And who I ended up since. But if you learned how to swim. Just in case you'd drown.