i saw the end while dancing in a fairy ring, where have all the innocent
days gone?
we march tonight, toward the ghost lights, as we wrap our convictions around
us like a blanket
the wires strung, criss-cross the globe, a strangle hold. my alien friend
has gone back home
today is best watched from my bed. my only friend...sing...
education has brought me luck and depression. some day i’ll find that
rabbit i’ve been chasing
the sky is falling, there’s a piece in my yard. come lay next to me
and watch the world end
late night, head to bed, and nothing exciting happens
the TV makes me feel like a freak, i wish i was cool like David Duchovny
wake up about noon and stare at the ceiling until two. the circus left town,
but i’m still around
i’m doing alright without you
you gave me chills under the ferris wheel. i dug on your metaphysical appeal
but the world has taught me one can never be loved who is as sweaty and ugly
as me
please don’t write and please don’t call, i’d rather be
all by myself
and i’ll sing along with Kurt all night long in the basement of where
i grew up
i’m fine, i’ll be alright. i’ll probably drain my limbs
tonight
and i’ll be so pleased at the sweet release that i’ll never be
lonely again
i’m alright...goodnight.
Here will I remain. With worms that are thy chamber-maids
...my everlasting rest. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace!
Thus with a kiss I die (Oh Romeo, where have you gone?)
Yea, noise? then i’ll be brief. O happy dagger!
This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die. (Oh Juliet, where have you
gone?)
i can’t console you, i’m sorry and i love you
across the atlantic is a land i’m longing to
30,000 feet above it, i stop and think of you blown apart
you’ll be leaving after the floodtide, and i’ll be waiting on
the other side
i’ve traded my only friends for a handful of magic beans
it turns out that i’m scared of heights
well, it’s a nice thought anyway
to know they’re by my side
maybe i’ll plant them someday...grown apart
for months i’ve thought of nothing
but banishing this small city and its whispered conversations
to the absence in my memory
nothing perfect lasts forever, which makes it so.
i loved you Julia. for ten years my Julia
thanks for waiting up for me. i lost you while holding you tight
you turned our commitment into a statistic
it’s good to see we both got off early
i lost you while holding you tight
take good care of my baby, i lost her while holding her tight
it has been four whole years since i have seen you. i swear this is the last
song i’ll write
about you. i dreamed we were together again. you told me that you loved me
in perfect deadpan
i was holding your head under the waves. i see the city engulfed in flames
don’t worry none, because i hope to never wake up. it’s beautiful
here
my best friend just told me that he doesn’t believe in love. my house
of cards confidence
is starting to rock. i’ll be happy and hung by a thread. i don’t
want to leave nothing unsaid
you led me on and turned me off, screwed me up and shot me down
i tried my best, you slapped my face. (i think you have a pretty face)
you fucked me once and fooled me twice, so shame on me.
why can’t you be kind of nice? i’ll quell your fears than cut
you up
we’re all mad here so don’t worry none because i don’t ever
want to wake up
i was awkward then, you gave me hope. you felt empty, i filled your holes
before they turn this earth to ash, i’ll dance with ghosts or make you
laugh
now up upon this wooden ledge, i think about the government
and how they’ll blame the TV shows, then burn down all that’s
beautiful, but it’s ok
next to you i gasp for air, red faced with sweaty palms. hopefully, but i’m
not sure, that’s
the kind of guy you want. kismet thinks i’m gross and cupid is out of
arrows
i could lend a hand with all of your school work. i’d cut off my hand
if i thought you needed more.
talk to me and touch me frequently i’m yours. you seem to think that
i have nothing
going on, but i’m not so freely defined; let’s see you write a
fucking song
(i’m sorry that i swore please do not go...) you think all the things
i say are tongue in cheek
and i wish that i had your tongue so deep inside my cheek
talk to me and touch me frequently. i’ll tangle you in doubt and you’ll
turn me inside out
(i’m sorry that i’m weird please do not go...)
it’s late, and my mind wanders to fate
and i start to ponder, “maybe i can change the world”
“why can’t i try to change the world?”
maybe i’ll find the cure for cancer
or maybe i’ll be a famous actor...anything to seem noble
anything better than being normal
i’d like to save endangered animals
and i’d like to try to fix the ozone hole
i’d like to save the big redwood tree but i think i’ll just sit
here and watch TV
we don’t care what happens all around us as long as it doesn’t
affect us
plus, that smart guy said it was ok...ever wonder how that guy gets paid?
you say that we have bills to pay and that we have work on monday
and i’m pretty comfy on this couch; guess i’ll let our children
sort it out
you’re lying next to me
in our american dream