back Was still aligned and your sheets Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves It has too
An address to the golden door I was strumming on a stone again Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore when hatched A tragic opera in my mind... And
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold Oh what a contrast you were To the brutes in the
you noticed I've been shedding all of mind? So let's abandon that track And leave our fathers fighting in a sack Cause we are way too wise-assed for
After all these implements and text designed by intellects So vexed to find evidently there's just so much that hides And though the saints of us divine
She shone up bright like a knife Wearing tennis shorts made of stripes Hand in hand to the grass and we got it right Got it nice, nice, nice Just a glimpse
there are no barking sparrows Just emptiness to dwell upon. I fell into a winter slide And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow
Untie me, I've said no vows The train is getting way too loud I gotta leave here my girl Get on with my lonely life Just leave the ring on the rail For
Eyeless in the morning sun you were Pale and mild, a modern girl Taken with thought, still prone to care Makin tea in your underwear You went out in the
After that confrontation You left me wringing my cold hands We shared some information We might not recover from Will I watch your convictions Melt like
t you noticed I've been shedding all of mind? So let's abandon that track And leave our fathers fighting in a sack Cause we are way too wise-assed
your back Was still aligned and your sheets Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves It has too
Untie me, I've said no vows The train is getting way too loud I gotta leave here my girl Get on with my lonely life Just leave the ring on the rail
After that confrontation You left me wringing my cold hands We shared some information We might not recover from And I watch your convictions Melt