It's been a while since I've seen your face Been a while since I've walked this place I see the monkeys riding on their bikes Racing through the impossible
We explore the men's room. We don't give a shit. Ladies' lost electricity; Take vows inside of it. Desire to dance; Too startled to try. Wrap my legs
Listen to my story Got two tales to tell One of fallen glory One of vanity The world's roof was raging But we were looking fine 'Cause we built that
We explore the men's room We don't give a shit Ladies lost electricity Take vows inside of it Desire to dance, too startled to try Wrap my legs 'round
Toward another He has gone To breathe an air Beyond his own Toward a wisdom Beyond the shelf Toward a dream That dreams itself About a boy Beyond it
Down in vineland there's a clubhouse, Girl in white dress, boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can join And they come and they call and
His father died and left him a little farm in New England All the long black funeral cars left the scene And the boy was just standin' there alone Lookin
Nodding though, the lamp's lit low, nod for passers underground To and fro, she's darning and the land is weeping red and pale Weeping yarn from Algiers
Ooo ooo Ohh the story's told been told, retold From the secret scriptures to the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper From the soul of
Come my one, look at the world Bird, beast, butterfly Girls sing notes of Heaven Birds lift them up to the sky Spring is departing Spring is departing
Here we go around again Curve of life spiraling Everything we've ever known As the seed of life gets blown And the miracle of time When will that time
One fine day these words I pray Will breathe a truth Within yourself upon a shelf A life anew So many roads It's hard to know what to do All your dreams
Last night, last night I awoke up from a dream Came face to face with my face facing the tombstone teeth Of a man called Chiklets, he came down through
Move, ask the angels who they're calling Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels, while they're falling Who that person could possibly
She is benediction She is addicted to thee She is the root connection She is connecting with he Here I go and I don't know why I fell so ceaselessly
Come back little Sheba I hear them calling Open your eyes Awake from thy sleep High above The stars are falling Open your arms You shall receive The
Mother, as I write, the sun dissolves Blood life streaming, 'cross my hand And these words, these words Hope dashed immortal hope Hope streaking the canvas
Dead to the world my body was sleepin' On my mind was nothin' at all Come a mist, an air so appealing I'm here a whisperin', you summoned, I called I
