• ...and all the fish that lay in dirty water dying, have they got you hypnotized? and yesterday i saw you kissing tiny flowers, but all that livs is born to die.
  • flesh and bone are just the way that we are tied in.
  • here is the church and here is the steeple, we sure are cute for two ugly people.
  • jesus freaks, out in the streets, handin' tickets out for God.
  • she got to where he lay, water-color roses in his hands for her.
  • sitting next to me, i'll be a puzzle you can build. i'm not afraid to bleed and you can be my puzzle, too.
  • you remain my power, my pleasure, my pain.
  • "the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, and tenement halls..."
  • ...this way she moves in the logic of all my dreams...
  • if i could make the world as pure and strange as what i see, i'd put you in the mirror i put in front of me.
  • i see the doorway of a thousand churches, the resolution of all the fruitless searches.
  • smokin' guns, hot to the touch, would cool down if we didn't use 'em so much.
  • you got such a pretty smile. it's a shame the things you hide behind it.
  • i resolve to call her up a thousand times a day, and ask her if she'll marry me some old-fashioned way.
  • there's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
  • hey, are ya lonely?
apr 27 2008 ∞
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