Well it's my very little wonder and it's one that I will keep, But you can take it with you if it helps you when you're trying to sleep... and the men
There is no such place, O yes I have seen it too Just a little different from how you do, A river winding blue among the dunes and a marble bay And a
Are you lit from the inside, is that why your teeth are bright? You smile as the sun sets on the window, and the car fills up with light, Make a smile
There's a place I've been told, and when I grow old I may go there, I've been told that my family's bones may lie under the snow there, And with my little
O fraudulent mirror, O rank rainbow toad, I'd break apart too if I knowed what you knowed I'd fall from the wall, I'd leap from the road, You take cover
Believe me Believe me Believe me Believe me Believe me Believe me I came to warn you Believe me I came to warn you I came to warn you Believe me I came
The children of this cold coast Are throwing themselves off cliffs, We know that they don't want to But memory insists - Memories of water, Fantasies
You are the queen of a dust bowl, Ex to a crier in a town of ashes, This is what happens when a great love crashes. Tonight you let me see you, For the
Scoop my brains and let my heart have action In its thousand million lots, In the dumb city dawn I am senseless and drawn to the sun as the blackbirds
Here sits a once good gardener, pale as a shadow of a doubt, Once a happy dweller of a garden good, once a sleepy sinner, once cast out To the sea
You don't keep me company, You all turn out wrong, If you are my daughters, if you are my sons, I can only hold you inside for so long, O song, did
This is a song, not like the other ones, secret and selfish and somewhat hollow. In the middle of this song there seemed to grown another Of indeterminate
Here comes the night. Roll on you careless evening, When we unite Not a force concurs, Not hell nor heaven, So let it come, let it rain, Let it burn though
To be, A bee, a moth. Four wings spread for the soft last touch Of glory sun, Remembering blood plums and lips and lemons - One hundred different suns
Over the airwaves tonight, Sailing by a love lonely light, Isn't it blue, but isn't it brighter Than the pilot of a domestic flight Well under this
Blind to the charms Of the Toecutter Arms, My labor to the east by knit and by darn, Looking for the world like a whelp at sea, The discoverer's cottage
"Well met, well met" said an old true love, "well met, well met" said he, "I have just returned from the salt salt sea, and all for the love of thee."
Honey goes candy in the condiment cupboard, Unwax it. unplug it, What you discover in August nights, Like children walled in and papers drawn up for life