Lyric S. von Lurrickson, b. 1946, d. 1979 Exit 138 I love to see the way you walk I love to see the way you smile at me I love to hear the words you say I long to hear them every day I'm alive You would know what I'm saying You should know that I don't lie I want to see the way you smile at me to date That secret station in disguise Is where I fell in love with your dark eyes I know you think you're being fair But you are overturning me into the air And since the day that I saw you My expectations haven't changed I want to see the way you smile at me to date Fone there's a boy on the fone, on the fone, on the fone there's a boy on the fone for brenda there's a boy and he's talking with brenda there's a boy on the phone with brenda she's not talking with me, but she's talking with him there's a boy at the door, at the door, at the door there's a boy at the door for brenda there's a boy and he's waiting for brenda there's a boy out to dinner with brenda she's not eating with me, but she's eating with him brenda gets up and she gets on the fone she calls an old friend and they talk on the fone goes to a party and she gets out her fone she calls me at home and we talk on the fone for hours, and hours, and hours there's a boy in a car, in a car, in a car there's a boy in a car for brenda there's a boy by the car for brenda there's a boy and he's driving with brenda she's not riding with me, but she's riding with him brenda gets up and she gets on the fone she calls an old friend and they talk on the fone goes to a movie and she gets out her fone she calls me at home and we talk on the fone for hours, and hours, and hours there's a boy with a rose, with a rose, with a rose there's a boy with a rose for brenda... brenda gets up and she gets on the fone she calls an old friend and they talk on the fone goes to a mall and she gets out her fone she calls me at home and we talk on the fone for hours, and hours, and hours Leaden Hands watch the hourglasses fogging i listen to the ocean cry it's not my fault that i'm no hero i haven't yet begun to try it's alright for you to be here even though you'd be the first it's ok for you to stay here even if you've been the worst and have you had enough of hearing that you can throw it all away we'll crawl thru open doors just let the ancients try to stop us! watch your eyes break into pieces shattered victims on the sand i've got noseblood paranoia and you have power in your hand indelibility defeated the fragments cut right thru the bone your tears as cold as broken granite your chest as heaving as my own and have you had enough of hearing that you can throw it all away we'll crawl thru open doors just let the ancients try to stop us! and have you had enough of hearing that you can throw it all away we'll crawl thru open doors just let the ancients try to stop us! MY MACHINE You don't feel like I feel And neither you nor I Can stop what's happening to me Thank you, thanks for trying Listening is all you can do The rest is up to the machine That controls my emotions, the machine inside of me They tried to destroy it With these little white pills They've tried to kill it Making me dream of rolling hills Thank you, thanks for trying Your efforts don't go unnoticed But that's it, that's it for now I'm tired all this sleeplessness, I'm tired of all this shit They've tried to destroy it By surrounding me with friends They tried to kill it By sending gifts in little bags They tried to burn it By sitting me down fire-side They tried to kill it By telling me it's alright But who, Who wants to forget About the little things That she did That made it alright... that made it alright They tell me I should They tell me I will She tells me I should My love they want to kill They tell me I should They tell me I will She tells me I should My love they want to kill But who, Who wants to forget About the little dreams we always had inside our heads And who, Who wants to forget All the words she ever said to me That made me feel alright And I love her smile And I love her hair I love her mind and her underwear I love the way she talks to me I love the things that she can't see I love all her emotions Hey crying, her laughing Her moping I love everything about her, and that's the machine That's the machine, that's the machine The machine inside of me They tried to kill it By calling it evil things They tried to kill it By telling me it's alright They tried to kill it By sitting me down fireside They tried to kill it By fucking with my head But still I say Thank you Thanks for trying It's because of you I'm even able to stand up on my own Thank you Thanks for everything You've given me all I've wanted And now I know you're all I'll ever need So why try to kill it Why try to destroy it Why even try to fight it, why don't you just let me be Let me be, all alone, all alone With my machine Sleeping By Spiders the town was shocked they found the wings during the night they gathered outside the house to feed the fear and curiosity and take the wings the church denied that she was a sign sent by god these wings were stolen from angels it's sacrilege and it's heresy to have these wings fallow fields and a picket fence were never meant for miracles i was scared like anyone else to believe that the rumors were true but... this one can fly its a strange or magical thing she can fly on strange or magical wings i confess that i've always believed in strange or magical things that i could never see until now, until now alone at the altar i found myself letting a prayer go casually i slipped away so no one would suspect how i felt about the wings i never cared in sunday school when they said that he could see me but after this display of divine ways i'm more inclined to believe that... this one can fly its a strange or magical thing she can fly on strange or magical wings i confess that i've always believed in strange or magical things that i could never see until now, until now fallow fields and a picket fence were never meant for miracles i was scared like anyone else to believe that the rumors were true but... this one can fly its a strange or magical thing she can fly on strange or magical wings i confess that i've always believed in strange or magical things that i could never see until now, until now Streetwise Everyday, I'm waiting for a cue Lovely ray, wait until I come for you I turn around, but I see nothing there But turn away, and breathe the candy air How does she fever me? How does she steal away? The sifting air makes it difficult to breathe I run away, hoping no one notes the leave I turn around, and lose myself with ease I'm coming down, but no one else agress How does she fever me? How does she... Help me feel alive again, pushing all the way Underneath the lifeless garden, looking far away How does she fever me? How does she steal away? Tripoli I'm not around again, but there's no suffering here it's taken all my trust and glazed o'er my crippled eyes I am not afraid no, I am not afraid of you anymore childish dreams and sillhouettes dusted off and held in eye my longing for the jewel has moved it further from my grasp I strike another deal I curse another god forgetting what it was that brought me here in beauty and in peace with comfort and release I believe that I will find my salvation here I've searched so long I've searched so long and I am not alone no, I am not alone with you around I strike another deal I curse another god forgetting what it was that brought me here in beauty and in peace with comfort and release I believe that I will find my salvation here I've searched so long I've searched so long Why Why Why Why Why? i know what makes you stay away it's not the fear or hatred or the touch of anger but it's an understatement to say that you hold nothing sacred and the richest banter comes so easy to you, easy why why why why why? it's easy for you to say that you can get higher and it's all gone but i know you're feeling something brand new and that's just so cold and dark and how can it be so easy with you, easy why why why why why? first you get something for free then you take something from me you don't even have to try you just leave me here, asking why i wish i had your self assurance but it seems so fleeting and i can't hold on for long but that's fine no i don't really mind and i'm just killing time until somebody tells me why it's easy for you, easy why why why why why? |
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