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and the lilacs drank the water, and the lilacs die
i'll fill myself back up like i used to do / and if my bones are made of delicate sugar, / i won't end up anywhere good without you
when i live a sparse existence, i'll drop down in the fold / lean into an urgent falter, spin silence into gold / i run it like the crop of kismet, i run it like a dilettante / i run it like i'm happy, baby, like i got everything i want
when you see me, i'm honey on a spoon
watching from a distance, whispering close / about anything else / but it's not that far / i want it all / oh, i want it all
everyday another tiny apocalypse
little sister gotta take her medicine / baby brother gonna do it all again / run fast but cannot catch the bus / funny feelin, this is part of us
and you must take your medicine (getting better every day) / good for a limited time (feelin' fine)
we will return your things to you / when it's time for you to leave / so quiet nobody knows, tippy toes
my god i'm so lonely / so i open the window / to hear sounds of people
i've been big and small / and big and small / and big and small again / and still nobody wants me / still nobody wants me
and you told me you wanted to eat up my sadness
your cage is what you make it / if you decorate it, it goes by faster / goes quick, laughter / permeates the carnage, laying out in sunlight / at daybreak, oh
you're such a pinball, yeah, you know it's true / there's always something you come back running to...
but i've only lost what i didn't want
all my favorite singers couldn't sing
i like it when we take the long way home
and as long as i close my eyes, i'm by myself
i wish you caught me on a different day (when it was easier to be happy)
still gotta wake up and be someone
just another intern with a resume
i just wanna be alive, make something real...
some songs just more for the headphones
spent the summer wishing it was spring
on an evening such as this, it's hard to tell if i exist
i knew you so long i ran out of cool things to say
you went on tour and i went on medication
you don't weigh me down like you think you do
this ain't a purse, it's a satchel
blew open my mind, now it's an empty room
when i leave i'll leave in a quiet way
the last time i was here i was somebody else
he tried to cut me so i'd fit
cus i'm a little bit tired of fearing that i'll be the bad fruit nobody buys
moments can be monuments to you / if your life is interesting & true
you can't change the feeling but you can change your feeling about the feelings in a second or two
i'm studying the ceiling on a little afternoon... and when i paint my dining room, people gonna come around
i love to see a rainbow from a garden hose, lit up like the blood of a centerfold / i love the city and the city rain / suburban kids with biblical names
i'll put my dreams high on the shelf / i'll have to learn to like myself
real growth comes from losing your mind
closing time / every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end
why u always at the mall / when u broke?
a half full moon in mexico city, i think of you / and when i saw the southern cross, i wished you had, too / i wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew, but it's as warm as saxophones & honey in the sun for you
when you said the veins in my left hand were shaped like a tree / was that the very last time you really looked at me? / i'm in training to become as cold as ice
the trouble is i got me close to hating me / and when i wake up in the morning, it's your face i see
it's late, we turn the tv off / it's old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker / you want to build fires on hot days / feel the coolness of my gaze / i'm a troublemaker
i'm a float in a summer parade / up the street in the town that you were born in / with a girl at the top wearing tulle & a 'miss somewhere' sash / waving like the queen
and i broke like a bad joke / somebody's uncle told / at a wedding reception in 1972 / where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair / stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed / ...and his father laughed & talked on the long ride home / ...and his mother laughed & talked on the long ride home / and he thought about how everyone dies someday / and when tomorrow gets here, where will yesterday be? / and he fell asleep in his brand-new winter coat
buy me a shiny new machine / that runs on lies & gasoline / and all those batteries we stole from smoke alarms
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