- Standing on a hill in a mountain of dreams - Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems
- I get the news I need on the weather report - I can gather all the news I need on the weather report - Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile
- And last night's phrases - Sick with lack of basis - Are still writhing on my floor
- A conversation once colored by esteem - Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for blood
- I faced the door and all my shame - Tearing off each piece of chain - Until they all were broken - But no matter how I tried - The other side was locked so tight - That door it wouldn't open
- And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking - Racing around to come up behind you again - The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older - Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
- So look see the sights - The endless summer nights - And go play the game that you learned - From the morning
- Was the earth spinning round - Were you falling through the ground - As the world came tumbling down - You prayed to God, "What have we done?"
- So when they tap our Sunday heads - To zombie-walk in our stead - This town seems hardly worth our time - And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme - Too far along in our crime - Stepping over what now towers to the sky - With no connection
- She lifts her skirt up to her knees - Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing
- Lend me your wings and teach me how to fly - Show me when it rains, the place you go to hide - And the curtains draw again and bow - another day ends - The leaves applaud the wind
- And all that is now and all that is gone - And everything under the sun is in tune - But the sun is eclipsed by the moon
- From the fool's gold mouthpiece - The hollow horn plays wasted words - Proves to warn - That he not busy being born - Is busy dying.
mar 10 2009 ∞
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