I dreamed that I kissed your mouth
And you thought about me
Over Christmas
Oh, you might know who I am
But I know who you are
Your heart is in your art
And mine’s in New York

I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve
You’re sleeping with a mutual friend
And I want to be with you again
And again
And again
I’ve thought about you a lot lately
So flash me your metal smile

I’m thinking about you
You’re thinking about
New York
Though to you your friend was hurt
To him I owe him money
Will you pay back the thirty dollars
That he thinks I owe him?
But I don’t owe him anything

If you had a funeral
I’d be there with bells on
La la la la la…

If I had a funeral
Would you even care?
Would you wear your silver dress?
Would you actually wear lipstick?
Would you lie upon my grave?
And be there with bells on
So you could ring me from this life?
From this life
From this life
So you could ring me from this life

Know a man, his face seems pulled and tense
Like he’s riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds
So I approach with tact, suggest that he should relax
But he’s always moving much too fast
Said he’ll see me on the flipside
On this trip he’s taken for a ride
He’s been taking too much on …
There he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes
There he goes…

He’s yet to come back, but I see his picture
Doesn’t look the same up on the rack
We go way back

I wonder about his insides
Its like his thoughts are too big for his size
He’s been taken, where, I dont know?
Off he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes
And there he goes…

And now I rub my eyes, for he has returned!
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
For he still smiles, and he’s still strong
Nothings changed, but the surrounding bullshit
That has grown

And now he’s home, and were laughing like we always did
My same old, same old friend
Until a quarter-to-ten

I saw the strain creep in
He seemed distracted and I know just what is gonna happen next
Before his first step, he’s off again

I once knew a pair that used to fit very tight
But now a man standing tall in the wake of this night
His eyes are watering in anger at the thought of her spite
The scene of adultery sets the stage for his plight

On an innocent trip how can one really so much
Show belief in a soul, in a beauty, or in a touch
It’s like a three legged dog in search of a crutch
Dissecting in past all the motives of such

She once loved this person, a trial out of sight
Disclosing of the present situation, if felt right
Two winters and summers passed over like a sound
And now the two of them are lost in a screaming battle ground

With support all around him
Like a fence or a drink
He realizes in sadness
That now he must begin to think
To filter his energy upon losses in vain
She’ll think of the restful, the peaceful or the gain

His sister’s a friend
She’s like a relative to both
Obliged through her brother under silouhetted oath
But she’s there for the two with her bias’ undone
And she’ll help see it through under moonlight or sun

But today they’ve still yet to look each other in the eye
And in a second, he manages to dip
To the other side
Up to the people of the sky

And now he’ll never die

Don’t even think about reachin’ me
I won’t be home
Don’t even think about stoppin’ by
Don’t think of me at all
I did, what I had to do
If there was a reason, it was you…

Don’t even think about gettin’ inside
Voices in my head, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apart
I did, what I had to do
If there was a reason, it was you…

Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you
Pictures on my chest, it was you
It was you…

I did, what I had to do
And if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn’t no reason, no
And if, there’s something you’d like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you

Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you

‘Tis a sad day for everyone
Dopey gave up
His doomed ship apocalypse
Absorbed in his hand
Of 20,000 rivers of oil slicks and blood
And infinitely gnawing
Fingers to the bone

Please don’t go
Let’s go down below
Re-think things

I’ve got a broken heart
Passion and all the rest
Unfortunately so
I do my best
Pretty nice by your account
Give it to me anyway
Orville’s fucking nightmare
The dead career update

To taking us back to the memory:
The cyclops swallowing passwords
His prop-eye seeking a last verse
(but there won’t be one)

I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown
I am a journalist - I write to you to show you
I am an incurable
And nothing else behaves like me

And I know whats right
But Im losing sight
Of the clues for which I search and choose
To abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah, and just unlock my mind

I am a pharmacist
Prescriptions I will fill you
Potions, pills and medicines
To ease your painful lives
I am a lost soul
I shoot myself with rock & roll
The hole I dig is bottomless
But nothing else can set me free

And I know whats right
But Im losing sight
Of the clues for which I search and choose
To abuse
To just unlock my mind
Yeah, and just unlock my mind

I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me

Everything is right
Everything works out right
Everything fades from sight
Because thats alright with me

Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream” she said
“The one that makes me laugh” she said
And threw her arms around my neck
“Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I’ll run away with you
I’ll run away with you”

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
“Why are you so far away?” she said
“Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you
That I’m in love with you”

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You’re just like a dream

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

Well courtesans
Shed no tears
When you leave them high and dry
They just go on, they just go on
To the next guy

‘Cause courtesans
Only want
Compensation for their time
A few kind words, a few kind words
They need not rhyme

A sable coat, maybe a hat,
How I wish I could be like that
But courtesans
Are not like me
They won’t take love very hard
Their hearts are free, their hearts are free
How avant garde

If no one loves them when they’re old
They’ll sit and count their chains of gold
You say you’ll love them ’til they die
And they don’t care if it’s a lie

‘Cause courtesans
Don’t believe
In anybody but themselves
And Santa Claus, and Santa Claus
And his twelve elves

I met a girl across the sea,
her hair the gold that gold can be,
Are you a teacher of the heart?
Yes, but not for thee.

I met a man who lost his mind
in some lost place I had to find,
follow me the wise man said,
but he walked behind.

I walked into a hospital
where none was sick and none was well,
when at night the nurses left
I could not walk at all.

Morning came and then came noon,
dinner time a scalpel blade
lay beside my silver spoon.

Some girls wander by mistake
into the mess that scalpels make.
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to break.

One morning I woke up alone,
the hospital and the nurses gone.
Have I carved enough my Lord?
Child, you are a bone.

I ate and ate and ate,
no I did not miss a plate, well
How much do these suppers cost?
We’ll take it out in hate.

I spent my hatred everyplace,
on every work on every face,
someone gave me wishes
and I wished for an embrace.

Several girls embraced me, then
I was embraced by men,
Is my passion perfect?
No, do it once again.

I was handsome I was strong,
I knew the words of every song.
Did my singing please you?
No, the words you sang were wrong.

Who is it whom I address,
who takes down what I confess?
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to rest.

Oh teachers are my lessons done?
I cannot do another one.
They laughed and laughed and said, Well child,
are your lessons done?
are your lessons done?
are your lessons done?