The Tear Garden Album

I tried to find some silence in this shallow space.
I pushed pillows in my ears - I concealed my face.
No, don't you even try to catch my eye, it sits frozen in its place.
Here it's invitation only...I'm lonely, but I'm forced to say
that I cannot see you now.
Yet everywhere I walk I'm crushing something
because I cannot see the stairs.
I'd share my sores with you over coffee,
but the queue's 1000 years...
And someone stole my badge
and now I've lost the right to be here or breathe the air.
It's not fair, but that's just the way things are.
And I cannot see you now...
But through it all my princess holds my hand
and assures me there's an island
yet untouched by human hand.
We must simply keep believing
and simply keep our eyes fixed on the morning.
So I threw my pillows to the wind and I waited for my wings...
And you cannot see me now!

The revolution came and they blew it.
They made a hole three centuries deep, and filled it.
They swept in all the streets, all the freaks and all the finest.
Now we're wading, we're knee-deep
and I can't tell you what the time is
because the palace clock is ten miles up
and I am too short-sighted.
But that's life...
Now there's four of us down here,
but I don't like the other three
except for you dear.
Let's have a coup dear.

I found you crying outside on the wall of Devil's Well...
A hangman's knot around your feet and praying for the spell
to be shattered. May I be the one to rip those shackles clean away
and lead you to a place where loneliness is tackled with a kiss?
A kiss that has no ropes, no strings, and no obligations.
I don't owe you; be quite sure that you don't owe me.

This beating heart is yours to break.
Take your sacrifical knife and cut.
This lamb was born to slaughter
but I'm lying on your altar,
stilll I stare at you
with big brown sheepy eyes.
I'd like to blow a kiss goodbye.
Can you help me?
But you pulled away...
So I kicked away my chains and
threw a line out to the crowd
shouting "Pull me in, please take me in..."
I'll try to understand.
I'll keep my questions in a can
and my hands inside my pocket -
if you like you can lock it.
I won't look you in the eye -
will you help me?
But they pulled away...
And now I'm floating in a box without a window
so I try leaning on the wall but it crumbles.
So I stumble to the floor but it liquifies,
transforms itself into nothing.
I want nothing.
Is that so very much to ask?
But she pulls away....

I took my customary stroll
In the mid-day sun
Got my devil diviner
Hand on my gun
Now the game's for you
We do it for fun
Look out!
Got this itch inside my skull
Got a clip on my wings
Now I'm seeing you peripheral
Or what's under your skin
Got a basket full of puppets
A hatful of pins
Look out!
Some folks set up a posse
In the local estate now to cripple me
Crisp at the stake
You forgot a few believers
You made a mistake
Look out!
Now they hide inside their boxes
Not a soul on the street
Except for pizzaman
Strangers
Little old me
Look out!

The crippled soul divides and the scars of years fly away
like confetti on the desert wind.
Phoenix rises - proud young wings reflecting amber.
Solitary.
Untouchable.
Excited, and ready to search for his rose.
But the flight lasted so long
and those powerful wings grew weary as he padded through blind alleys,
swooped open-eyed into blind curves
and wasted night after lonely night trying to drink from a mirage.
But no distraction could decimate the totality of belief,
and his number came up just when the weight of his despair had him pinned to a rock;
when the feathers of his wings had been shed
and he stood naked before a disapassionate ocean of grey faces.
His precious twin. His rose.
Isolde dancing alone, then multiplying, inviting...so many many levels.
And the crippled soul unites and prepares for the long journey home

I've got my eyes fixed on your picture
This finger's pressing mute
Would you shut up for a moment
I need to see the future
Seems it's looking dim
I tried to shake you off
But still you cling
I never wear your ring
The green stain's creeping down my finger
Wasn't there a thing that I did
That gave you pleasure?
Wasn't there a thing that I did
That made you laugh?
And the hangman shakes his head
Turns the hour glass and counts former wives
Former lives
Line up
Then denounce me
People it's my party
People it's my house
It's me who makes the rules
If you cannot stand the heat
Leave your grudges in the hall
It's me who makes the rules
I'm head of this table
All of you are mere projections
If I gave you false impressions
Then that's just the way I am
What I say what I think
Are two entirely diferent things
That's just the way I am
We should never say forever
Even when it's what we feel
It's what I feel, it's what I fear
It's what you hear
And time stands still
Until tomorrow when I'm gone
But you keep clinging on
Could that be forever?
We meet again my princess
Let's get it right this time
Let's make a toast
We could exorcise the ghosts

My splintered stoned Medusa Lies in places by the mirror.
Snakes alive, but I die laughing on a chair.
I'm juggling apples, I feel the grass grow 'round my feet.
A perfumed candle plays the breeze that sweeps
from West to East
to me, to you.
Out here...in New Eden.
We've learned from our mistakes.
This time around we'll make things better.
I won't throw that stone
I'd rather send a letter.
If it seems we're being asked to leave,
then I'll take you by the hand
and together we'll expand
from West to East.
From me. From you.
Out here in our New Eden.

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Now the ceremony's started
And the prosecution rests
We're lying naked on the table
I try to get you on my chest
We're rated X
We're live and steamy
Our performance is on line coast to coast
The tongues are hanging
Viewer discretion is advised!
But there's something I should tell you
Cause it lurks beneath my skin
I got this creepy crawly virus
And I feel it kicking in
If I mutate into a spider
Turn away your pretty head
I'll be polite when I'm inside you
I shall weave this brave new web
I'm in your heart now, in your fingers
Am I getting on your nerves?
Let's give them hell
When I yell "timber"
They shall get what they deserve!

Snowblind.
I can't find my way back because my tracks move in spirals to me.
Now I'm up to my knees and it's freezing.
I'm sinking. I'm thinkin of you and you wave as you fade away, float away...
Blue as December. Dismembered...
These fragments are glued to my sails.
I'm impaled on a rock where we carved out our names.
And I blew you a kiss but I missed, and you left me like this.
I fade away, float away...

Hit "rewind". You sit surrounded by a frame, your laugh infectious.
Hair in flames, your star was lonely but it lives.
And we don't have the time for tears. A step beyond.
Deep in the corner of my eye I swear I saw a curtain rise.
I can't be certain it could be that I'm just seeing what I want to see.
But just who guides these hands when they're shaking with frustration?
When scraping in the sand, who provides the inspiration?
And who whispers from outside when all seems desperation, "Seize the future..."

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