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I can't compete with the clear eyes of strangers
I'm more and more replaced
By my friends each night
I can't compete
Just can't recover
How many years it's been, it's day one in my mind
That's the first step
Each time
The heart is hard to find
It's hard to find the heart
Sometimes
I can't compete with your new-found religion
The good words seems everywhere
But good words only
I can't compete with a real education
All the fucked up things you say
Couldn't possibly be any less help to me
The heart is hard to find
It's hard to find the heart
Sometimes
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It's been a long time, so long
There's only one life I know
But I have my own mind
I'll say so if it seems right
Rush out
I see your warm face with the soft mouth
But it speaks something else
I'll take my chances with the cast down
We can feel the air
Rush out, out from the center
Not like one side is any better
Stand up as they bend reaching
My best theory is already in me
We can feel, we can feel the air
Rush out
So many questions
And the answers come back unanswered
Let's hope the old script gets a new twist
You can feel the air
Rush out, out from the center
Not like one side is any better
Stand up as they bend reaching
My best theory is already in me
In a lonely, real place
Neither plan nor mistake
Love what you have with your time
By dowsing, find my true design
My flag, my appetite?
I feel the air
Rush out, out from the center
Not like one side is any better
Stand up and escape and breach it
My best theory is already in me
Rush out, out from the center
Not like one side is any better
Stand up as they bend reaching
My best theory is already in me
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Follow you around until it's time
Time to leave
Swimming into the idea of your scene
There all the while proving patiently
I earned to lie by you when you fall asleep
Watched you put on a dress I'd never seen
Something that begged for East Atlantic breeze
There all the while hated quietly
There, just to see a smile... anything
Hang up a sheet
Between our things
Won't have to see
Evidence
You did what you did
The memory lives
Nothing cleans
Evidence
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The quiet should be nice but isn't
I guess we're going to spend the day like this
In psychic screaming
Don't you feel my eye-lasers hit?
Stare you down but god, your skin is thick
What's it take to notice?
Show me you can read my mind
You're useless to me if you
Don't know the why or how
Or what my body needs
Give me something I can feel
Show me you can read my mind
I'm tired of all the war you bring home
I command higher devotion
Better get busy
What makes you think I'd give in for less?
Only happy with my happiness
If you push me over it's over
Show me you can read my mind
You're useless to me if you
Don't know the why or how
Or what my body needs
Give me something I can feel
Show me you can read my mind
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My face coming down in streaks
All alone with your things, the apartment still ringing
Clean up and make my start
Not the way I hoped for
Well, welcome to New York
Nothing movie-like
Nothing magic
People just tire to fight the constant battle
Waiting to see a sign?
Then you've seen the best already
The train comes at 1:15
He said: "Maybe I'll leave. Give you time... let you think."
Don't know just what he wants
I'm all that I've got
But this time, I'm on it
Nothing movie-like
Nothing magic
People just tire to fight the constant battle
Waiting to see a sign?
Then you've seen the best already
Then you've seen the best already
This time believe it
Believe me
This time you'd better believe it
You know I'm gone
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When I finally finished school
It was the first thing that I did
What every townie kid dreams of,
I packed and started west
A thousand dollars I had saved
And my sister's two cassettes:
The Dead from Fillmore East
And Otis Redding's Greatest Hits
Coffee and Cigarettes
As simple as it gets
Of all the things I think I'll miss,
There's staying up with you
Coffee and Cigarettes
Coffee and Cigarettes
Then, I commit with some restraint
To a boy I thought might care
It didn't work but I found out soon
And never dug roots there
Been a lot of places since
But nothing else compares
To easy times and easy eyes
To meet you in a stare
Coffee and Cigarettes
As simple as it gets
Of all the things I think I'll miss,
Coffee and Cigarettes
Coffee and Cigarettes
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Don't have to be the prettiest
If you have the mind, the willingness
There's no one stops,
No one knows what she's got.
No reason why
I can't help following with my eyes
Even at my best,
I guess I'm still just one of them.
I see it all in my head.
Cool hands on your steps
You wanna make me mad?
Stop 'cause I am.
You can call this a game.
You can look at my face.
You wanna hurt me baby?
Stop 'cause you have.
Combination of strong and lust
How easily you turn, and turn it off
Do you take what you want
And save it for a better time?
Don't act that way
Honey I don't buy it at all
If you're really as tough as your defenses
Let them fall
I see it all in my head.
Cool hands on your steps
You wanna make me mad?
Stop 'cause I am.
You can call this a game.
You can look at my face.
You wanna hurt me baby?
Stop 'cause you have.
Ahhh...
I see it all in my head.
Cool hands on your steps
You wanna make me mad?
Stop 'cause I am.
You can call this a game.
You can look at my face.
You wanna hurt me baby?
Stop 'cause you have.
You wanna make me mad?
Stop 'cause I am.
You wanna hurt me baby?
Stop 'cause you have.
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It's how I've often felt
When I find myself on nights like these,
Like Christmas Eve
From the empty office window
To the street outside
It's everything not to call
And find out why
On the cab ride you said nothing
Just hair all in your face
I was scared to name it
And nothing changed
So, I walked until I just couldn't
Too late I understood
It was always half invented
But the other half was good
Just a little thing
Buried in the other things
Burning away, from inside
Could you be with me tonight?
There's a quiet dream
I'm not supposed to think
I know I shouldn't
Eating away at my mind
Could you be with me tonight?
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I made it
And now there's no turning back
I know there's no depth you wouldn't sink for the chance
I'm sorry, boy
I'm not cut for this no more
You came in
Yeah, you happened to me
So I waited and nothing else has since
I'm sorry, boy
But I'm no good for you no more
If it's your name in lights
And if the time is yours,
You'd be on your back
You'd be on the floor
It's the kind of night that I'd always hoped
And he's the kind of guy worth waiting for
There's always some baggage you've got to check
I'm trying
Hope that you'd understand
I'm sorry, boy
I'm not cut for this no more
Yes I loved you, boy
But I'm not cut for this no more
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I'm hypnotized by rituals
now that I am on my own
Tranquilized like an animal
All because I lost control
Are you tuning in to our conversation
Oh yea you'll get your chance
The bigger the brighter illuminated
Control the audience
The weight of the world has dragged you down
And took with it what you've earned
Communications lost to the radio
Burning all your bridges down
I may never be quite satisfied but that's the only way
I know
I am over come with sympathy for your pathetic soul
Breathe in the air while you still can
Take all that you have while you still can
Sleep all night while you still can
Breathe
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When I first came to see you I called it Houston street (like the city)
Could we meet? Show me all the things you see?
I'm one more here
Some old-timer pioneer
Who believes with shaken faith
I still have some cool
I could leave you here with your 'people'
If I'm a flag you'd not prefer to wave
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
When I first came to LA I met you the old fashioned way
Too drunk
Even worse, much too lonely
I'll leave it there
A busted homesteader
Who believes in virgin grace
Somehow I'll stay proud
Any dick can roll up in a suit
But only I would know what really moves you
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
There's a cinematic end
I picture it just right
Having trouble with the right words
But you tell me with your eyes:
There's something good I miss
Something I cant' find
Do you believe me now?
Can you see it in my eyes?
You're always in my head
You're just what I wanted
I live in constant debt
To feel you, invented
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Maybe we could put your tape back on
Rewind until the moment we went wrong
I was always just a little bit lost
Knowing what I do, I should have fought
Simple words connecting thought
Just pieces of the background until they're gone
I was only there to sing your song
What were you protecting yourself from?
You don't get to walk away now
It's too late, you can't walk away now
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