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?