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They know what you did today, hear everything you say. And when or meet some people you will never see. You are a file in I am here to prove you wrong. What is the name of the song with the lyrics of "You are the sun in my sky, you are the days in my I came here looking for the same song for the same reason!. It's a Pleasure To Meet You You are not alone We've all had our battles With darkness and shadows I'm here to let you know It's a pleasure to meet you Can you.
You should stay in the shade, Copernicus cause the sun is burning a hole in your head. Galileo Galilee Galilae Galeli we don't care what you see in the sky. Let's ponder the true builders of the pyramids and then let's order in. Cause I know it ain't no lie I know it ain't no lie. We both saw the lights. If you're a heretic then so am I. SUNDAY SHOES You scuffed your sunday shoes when you leapt the fence to chase the wolves from your baby sister who was eating dirt in the flowerbed near the house where your mother hung her head and wept for the lord to fill her up like buttermilk pancakes at sunday brunch.
You scuffed your sunday shoes when you leapt the fence to save your sister from those hungry wolves but you fell the wrong way yeah you broke your leg and now the animals are turning their heads they're turning- no now they're turning back they're turning back. You will be laid to rest by gentle hands and you will be sorely missed by your mother and your father and you will become your most favorite color. Like the dinosaurs pieced back together and laid to rest so don't you fret for your baby sister now.
Was I born wild? Will I awake to find that i'm deep in the woods and i'm snarling on all fours?
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I could be cracked open like a cartoon watermelon. Then you would see the solar system suspended in me. It's the same one in you that pulses and spins. We're just made of flecks of the heaven's spat out spit.
We are filled with the gore from long before and I'm through starting wars to make you see me a warrior.
I left my body in the bed but my head floated through the ceiling. Have I been asleep this whole damn time dreaming up a life? Will I awake to find that I'm deep in the woods and i'm snarling on all fours? You who bares all your teeth in every smile. And in your dreams we are shooting at snakes and while you were asleep I was surely awake.
I was talking at a cigarette with nothing left to say but he should of been there any way for I didn't sing a single song all day. As my love for you dies, as my love for you dies as my love for you is steadily dying as sharp and serious as a pistol in the eye. Your heart it knows the lord. Tie my hands and I knock my knees as I kneel down, kneel down in the sea. To the ocean floor I will sink like a steel chest full of weapons. On the spine of the tide you will rise like a red ripe, a red ripe apple.
Take a swim in the dirty water dear Arkansas daughter. Take a swim in the dirty water darling child, true love of mine. Darling child, true love of mine true love of mine. We fell asleep on a box of milk duds; they melted into the clubhouse cushions. I'd never loved another person more than I loved you when I awoke that morning.
You can close your eyes for a moment at a time but in the dark they stay open, always stay open. My spine gets the most sun when i'm not lying on my back with my brains dripping down into the palm of my hand. I can't recall my own name or even why I care. I wish the clouds'd make up their mind so I could make up mine now. I'd never loved another person more than I loved you more than I loved you. Now I'm an old song that you once knew.
You can't remember me for the life of you but I hope you find joy in all the things you do and in these songs we sing that are sung solely for you.
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TEN so easily I forgot lifting the sandbox in Arizona and catching the geckos and keeping them as pets in a halloween candy's jack-o-lantern. Their tails would fall clear from their bodies and we'd shriek and we'd run from them.
Keep on playing, playing. My sister she is with me even when we are apart. We were wading through the water, flashlights flickering in the dark.
I knew we would keep talking talking, on that drive up the winding mountain roads from Hudson to Vermont in the season's first snow. My favorite's the story recounting when she saw an eagle with a fish in its mouth. She was ten and she wrote it down. There's a sweetness in us that lives long past the dust on our eyes once our eyes finally close. I don't even think that I got to let it out. There's no water in the well. The dry spell the dry spell.
Don't let your demons take you to the cleaners. Fix your posture while you call your mother. Draw a picture- it lasts longer.
A body's sacred when it's naked so go ahead and let it be a bible for another. Blood's your compass, let it wander. May it stick thick like a slaughter. You had a little bit of batter, a little bit of batter on your face. Funny still how infatuation shuts you all up as it makes you a dead beat son of a gun. And we got skin like we were born to swim past our scalps in it. And I do, I want to swim the length of this with you.
I'll undress like eyes upon an atlas. I won't make me hard to find. I know where I come from.
We need you!
Let's crawl all over one another likes crows on a carcass, like ants on a crumb starving only starving only for the taste of tongues. Love is selfish, love goes tic-toc-tic, loves knows jesus, apples and oranges. Take me by the arm to the altar, take me by the collar to the cliff, take me by the waist to the water, take me by the hair to the ferris wheel, take me by the wrist to the river, take me by the braid down to my grave.
Aubergine sheets on my bed now, oh no. You with the nape that holds my gaze, you with the tongue that speaks my name, you with the arms that keep me at length, you with the heart that won't show its face.
Absence makes my heart grow hollow, absence makes my heart grow hollow make me into an egg without yolk, you make me into an egg without yolk. Absence makes my heart grow hollow, absence makes my heart grow hollow, make me into an egg without yolk, you make me into an egg without yolk. I was unborn when I was younger, I was unborn when I was younger but I was rebuilt when you spoke, I awoke when you spoke.
You said, "There's always a reason for leaving, there's always a reason to stay; I know exactly why I'm leaving: I just can't stay.
I would be lying if I said you had nothing to do with me; you're to blame for my being this way, this way. If they begin to ravage your love don't cower or run for cover. Don't feel bad, you've got to drown or smother them. Can't say whether I care or whether it matters. Maybe hearts are better bitter, battered, filthy, vulgar. Maybe that's why the broken lonely ones hold on a little longer. But all I know, all I know is I want to see you I want to see you see all those countries.
I'm looking for a new muse you have only made me tired. This is my loss of limb, my loss of love. It was so cold you could see both sets of ribs almost escaping your skin to fly south, south until the springtime. They fly backwards and forwards. Heading down the Highway Hume somewhere at the end of June. Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders. A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar. Sometimes I think a single sneeze could be the end of us, my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.
Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the right, been driving through the night to bring us the best price.
More people die on the road than they do in the ocean, maybe we should mull over culling cars instead of sharks or just lock them up in parks where we can go and view them. We drive to a house in Preston, we see police arresting a man with his hand in a bag. This place seems depressing. Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.
Feeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters. Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand. Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans. He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side. Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin. Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton. Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts.
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Wait until the letter's red until my bills get paid. Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's it gonna change? Every morning I feel more useless than before. Trying hard to see the point in anything at all.
Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really hard. Nothing lasts for never so be still my bleeding heart. Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new start. You have a great abundance of axes there to grind. Remember some people have real problems next time you whine. Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line. Yeah I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.
Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when's it gonna change. I masturbated to the songs you wrote.