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Little yellow town
Low tide tonight, low tide little yellow town
Green life teems up from the underground
Glows in the dark, sifts the sands of garbage
Reach hard in for the ragged star fish
And only her lipstick bleeds,
And the color seeds into all your paint by number schemes
What was yellow, what was white, what was day, what was night
And now in soft detective voices the past rises
And follows you in shapes of rain and dew
And you walk through the fun house,
Those sonic faces hit you like a bus
'Till you're knocked down by the doppler waves of trust
And over here I scare myself day after day,
Cube after cube, dot after dot laying down on the kitchen floor,
Tapped into the secret code she's a down girl,
The acid's eating out her mind
The altered universe, step right up
Door swings both ways and now tattooed children, two-legged potions
Follow us while lightening bugs circle overhead,
While lightening bugs circle overhead...
We tear their wings off and memorize what they said
Chasing us across summer and into sleep
It's down rain, down time, she's a real down girl,
the acid's eating out her mind...
'Till all is new and all is changed, the altered world
Spells out your name, see if it works |
Road kill
What's the matter with it? why's it look that way?
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's that on its back? where's it trying to go?
A mystical vision got dressed up one night
Locked the door, walked through the misty porch light
Headed over to somebody's house
For an occasion long awaited
As it crossed the road, vista del mar
A big red car
Big black tires, nice corvette
And the future has not arrived yet
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill
Moonlight on the hill, and the future is a road kill
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's the matter with it? I just saw it yesterday
The police came, the neighbors too
They tried to pick it up, what else can you do?
Meanwhile, somebody's waiting back at the house
For the future to dawn bright across the sky
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the future
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's the matter with it? why won't it go away?
What's the matter with it? why won't it close its eyes?
What's the matter with it? who are those guys? what's the matter with it... |
Matters
What you wish for, what you think
The photographs you carry around
What whispers to yourself when you're finally gone
What you take when you go
Adds up to the big number
What you leave with
Who you know
Makes the big picture matter
It doesn't matter if you're fat
Wear a helmet or wear a hat
If you're sorry or if you're sure
Who you are is who you were, who you were matters
So deep inside yourself
Looking out at everyone else
Think a thing, in a while you meet it on the street
Because it matters...
Ah...house across the sand
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Firewalker
Julie got some ecstasy, she laid down on the steering wheel
Love comes to the first thing love sees
Love comes to the first thing that makes it real, makes it real
Everybody's been hit, everybody's been hurt
Everybody's been kicked, everybody's been dirt
Everybody had to drive all night to reach L.A. in the morning light
Try to lighten up, want to back you up
But you just back down
Julie got some brown girlfriend, got it for a coin
Landlord threw her clothes out on the street in the tenderloin
Everybody's been a dog, everybody's had to beg everybody's been a moth,
Been a moth, when she woke up on her knees, everybody made her say please
I was in a wild place where I go, I couldn't hear you
Julie found gOd in a bus station and she liked it a lot
You put your money in the basket that comes, you remember the first one that you
bought
Everybody starts out pure, starts out ridiculous, starts out beautiful nobody
wants to be alone
Out here I'm all on my own
I try to lighten up, I always bear down, I want to back you up
Julie found a sailor boy, sailed off to the deep blue sea
So Firewalker you can walk on me, walk on me... |
Howard
The spirits of her abortion had manifested...
The spirits of all her abortions manifested themselves into the furniture in the
room
There would be a chair waiting, smiling, the pictures on the wall watched her in
disbelief
She'd go carry the garbage out to the sidewalk and come back in and sit with all
her children inanimate, petrified forever
A little boy named Howard, everybody knows one of those guys in school who kills
everything he finds,
Every little cat, every mouse, every dog, likes to burn his sister with
cigarettes
Diabolical schemes, everything has been conspired, the doors wired
That's 'cause those south Americans tied him up in a chair,
He was doing that dope deal, he never got over that
You're just made of words, you're just made of sounds |
Ghostyhead
Ghostyhead, ghostyhead, standing in the door
You think if you don't answer
I can't hear you anymore
Chains you hung from ear to ear
Finally drug your head
But I can see through anything
I know what you bled
Ghostyhead, ghostyhead, you think that I can't see
The shadow of another girl
Each time you look at me
People came from far away to watch us drop you in
But ghostyhead the crowd is gone
Come back up again
Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Come out on the porch
There's a serpent caught in a fisher's net
Virgins light the torch
'Cause who this night would not stay warm
By any light they could?
You just eat your bread and cake
And tell them it was good |
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Sunny Afternoon
Walking down my street
Here's the room where I live
Here's the neighbor children, sometimes they bother me
Here's the window where you left
How can I forget to look,
How can I forget
A sunny afternoon
A plane goes by
Walking with my cat around
It's a sunny afternoon
Here's the window where you left
How can I forget to look
No matter where you move the light
Somebody's always got a needle in her eye
You can pet her, she won't bite
She's been lying very still all night |
Scary chinese movie
And my hands are flickering and the water turns to tracing paper and I watch you
dry
I'm an army of stills like you flick between your fingers
You will always make me be faster than I am
There's a banner rising
I know sorry when I see its bones
We will always end up washed up on the shore and my hands are flickering,
Some one's reading the book over us,
White letters cross your trousers, we were always being dubbed |
Cloud of unknowing
So he dropped the webs of the spider of heaven down through the clouds,
All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell
Far above in heaven a bird flys through the terrible cloud of unknowing
Trust can make a man into a wood, trust can make a man green
An everything that longs to Be
Broken and small enough to see
To be held in his hands
To be a part and yet alone
Here he is, reaching for...the speed of light
Here he is, reaching for...the sound of forgiveness
Now wounding 'round the waterfront she listens for a voice
A sign of Mother God, a sign of God the lad
I long to enter you with gentleness and compassion
But sorrow is always an open door
I know many days go by and I forget to look up at the stars
I forget there are stars, I forget there is the rest
Thin threads of light follow you around
Through the pale blue, down your skin
Down your skin |