================================================ Soft-spun around Does elocution make a sound? Echoing lost & loud Some move along When 1st impressions prove them wrong We travel near & gone She's unknown But leave it alone . . . You know the last lines give it away So far & felt Go feign a fortune for yourself Wound up on someone else you know Soft-spun around Does disillusion make a sound? Echoing lost & loud She's unknown But leave it alone . . . You know the last lines give it away She's unknown But leave it alone . . . You know the last lines . . . The last lines . . . The last lines give it away ================================================

================================================= It never rains in a tunnel I do believe that's right He loves to swim in a puddle Of his insecure insight I let you in That's what I get And the face you give Reminds me of a silhouette I met a girl from Raleigh She looked at me with delight Coy called her melancholy Now it's Halloween every night I let you in That's what I get And the thanks you give Well it only . . . Reminds me . . . Of a hundred-dollar bill Hidden in a hotel On my way to pawn Your daddy's piece of shit Classical guitar I let you in . . . So that's what I get? ================================================

================================================ Gaze is fading blue Kaleidoscopic leaves A cloud meanders by Blown by a brilliant nonchalance Blown by a brilliant nonchalance I lie here upon my back And let the land possess me In wonder of how I Ever landed here at all Ever landed here at all Sometimes it feels like heaven Sometimes it looks like rain Sometimes I can't remember The face that goes with the name ================================================

================================================= No time out in the street On two belligerent feet she stands Well it's out of my hands One to remember the veil Three for emotional sale I know I'm not willing to go home But she thinks comin' along Well, she thinks comin' along She thinks comin' along is a good thing She thinks comin' along Well, she thinks comin' along She thinks comin' along is good And I told her I would Hear out the devious plans Made for a leprous man She's gone but I wanna be wrong Face down over my head Give me a bullet instead I could and I know that she would now 'Cause she thinks comin' along Well, she thinks comin' along She thinks comin' along is a good thing She thinks comin' along Well, she thinks comin' along She thinks comin' along is good And I told her I would Yes I told her I would Well I told her I would now Face down out in the street On two belligerent feet She stands . . . =================================================

================================================ Throw my bones & curse my name See me out of sight All that could have ever been More than likely might Cast my stones & dowse my flame Feel this out of touch Recognize this heirloom once Never meant so much And please don't wake me . . . Grace amazing . . . Live alone & love in vain Give my disregard Skeletons & emerald rings Buried in the yard And please don't wake me . . . Grace amazing . . . Amazing like grace ================================================

================================================== Even though my guess was wrong I feel you What's the point pretending that you don't? If you'd be so kind let me have just one wish If I could remember what it was now . . . Said if you find that Outer Space Is closer than you thought; Take it back otherwise I'm taking what I've got Down to the grave & there's no way you can . . . Down to the grave & there's no way you can . . . ==================================================

================================================== Laid-back lazy prophecy Were my marbles on the floor Though this veil of vacancy Had vanished long before . . . Your bluest of dreams Lay dormant below Maniacal schemes They crack open & grow Amidst my chagrin Man, I sleep unaware Residing within Ignoble nightmares Slipshod slapdash voodoo doll Sits naked next to you While the stench of ridicule Resolves what we renew . . . Your bluest of dreams They lay dormant below Maniacal schemes They crack open & grow And amidst my chagrin Lord, I sleep unaware Residing within Ignoble nightmares Home, home again Tonight is for your Lone, lonely ol' friend Tomorrow we'll be Home, home again Tonight is for your Only, hey, friend Said tomorrow we'll be Home ==================================================

================================================= All of my days I've been begging for morsels Under the table and over my head Shaking off reasons that fall on the deaf ear Lost in the cradle and words never said All my days I've given to you child What have you Done for me? All of my life I've been leaving the same town Waiting on truth with a suitcase in hand Gone is that first night; the phantom of sunlight Alone with the last chance that I'll ever stand All my days I've given to you child And what have you Done for me? Jesus, I know I'm wrong . . . Jesus, I know It's been way too long . . . And Jesus, I know That she's gone . . . ================================================

================================================ Blown asunder One less wonder To pretend Try & make me Don't forsake me Now & again And only this once Be my ghost Take what you will And owe me this much We'll evolve Then slowly regress Break my surface Throw my purpose Over the edge Test my temper I surrender Is what you said And only this once Be my ghost Take what you will And owe me this much We'll evolve Then slowly regress . . . We'll slowly regress ===============================================

=================================================== It's such a waste Have I not the balls to tell her How it feels? Locked inside some holy joke That I don't know 'Cause I've not reckoned with my future She wrecked my car How am I to get to work? She cuts her hair A little shorter every morning Someone stands Outside my window when it's dark You know, I walk around In the same clothes I woke up in I lost my job Because I couldn't find a ride to work She's been worried about a woman And I've been thinking about myself She's been picking the wildflowers Holding out for someone else And it's such a waste But I ain't got the balls to tell her How it feels Locked inside this holy joke That I don't know 'Cause I've not reckoned with my own future She wrecked my car And how am I to get to work? When she's been worried about a woman And I've been thinking about myself And she's been picking wildflowers Holding out for someone . . . or holding on ==================================================

================================================= It's a torturous spell And a Friday night A torturous spell indeed It's a torturous spell And a Friday night And I find myself in need Well I thought I was crazy I thought I was scared I thought I'd remember to breath And I thought that I couldn't But I knew that I would Forget all that I had seen It's a torturous spell And a Friday night A torturous spell indeed It's a torturous spell And a Friday night And I find myself in need I've listened to children I've stared at the Sun I've realized they're not what they seem I've taken your picture And been not afraid To drift in & out of your dreams Well it's a torturous spell And a Friday night A torturous spell indeed It's a torturous spell And a Friday night And I find myself in need =================================================

================================================= Time folds backwards in a turquoise twilight Swollen to the point of ecstasy & hidden From the hearts of non-believers The lackluster landscape Illuminates the peril we so adamantly seek And leaves us desolate, unfaithful, alone Shining fragments of unfulfilled desire Are pieced together in that Mosaic manner And watch us wonder while the night widens our eyes =================================================

================================================== I've been losing sleep Along with my mind It seems like every night Is longer than the last And all my thoughts Just seem to linger In the past And everyday I walk Out among the crowds But nobody seems to notice That I'm there Or maybe they do But just don't care Maybe just as well Their worries lie elsewhere Well sometime I'd like to find Your letter in my box But that letter Never seems to arrive And everyday's becoming Harder to survive; I'd give anything to know You're still alive ==================================================

=================================================== Crazy little one Disco on the Moon Peeling off the soles Of my shoes Exit-only sign The scarecrow's got the blues Said why can't people seem More like you? Well, drifting to sleep Well, I'd hate to interrupt But find what you keep When it all goes down I don't wanna look up . . . You know that fashion depends On waves of deja vu Likely to lend A hand to the ones Who would play us for fools . . . Lest we paralyze All these words mistaken for truth I can't memorize The mysterious taste of yesterday's tongue Lingers in my mouth When the last of my kind get back from the war I'll be headed South ===================================================

================================================= There's a cabbage patch of pillows In my brain most of the time Tumbling like a cartwheel Down the washboards of my mind Umbrella trees with plastic leaves Embroidered on a purse Have rehashed dreams of laughing gas That creep in like a nurse The faithful live in temples Where the solemn seldom dwell Castrated lives through honey hives Like frosted-layered hell . . . A redhead pecks a tree trunk While a brunette sucks her thumb Reminding me what's plainly seen But rarely overcome I recall a potent potion Sometimes stirred with a wooden spoon But I drink what may befall this day Beneath a bloodshot moon And the stars illuminate the dead Through holy wicker baskets Who choose to sleep inside instead Their dusty wooden caskets . . . But ignore these earnest wishes And to those whom life bestows A wealth of broken dishes Between some crooked cornstalk rows Despite the nature of the trek Down corridors of pain A ghost egg spun from spider webs Still complicates my brain And it rests upon these pillows In this cabbage patch of mine Slowly incubating With the fears I've left behind . . . So renew your inhibitions And be weary of your friends For the ghost who laid this awful egg My have her chance once again =================================================

================================================= This voice is lost My words are dead I can't recite Your lines Late fall rewind Our dance is slow Your diamond ring Makes me smile In the evening light My dilemmas change With the mirrorpane Image I disdain This voice is lost My words are dead Your diamond ring Makes me cry =================================================

================================================= There's a spider web on my window And it looks like . . . There's a spider web on my window And it looks like . . . I got a roof under my head And it looks like . . . There's a string tied on my finger And it looks like . . . There's a string tied on my finger And it looks like . . . I got a roof under my head I got a roof under my head And it looks like . . . And it looks like . . . There's a photograph on my dashboard And it looks like . . . There's a photograph on my dashboard And it looks like . . . Hey, I got a roof under your head Yes, I've got a roof under my head Hey, I got a roof under my head . . . And it looks like you And it looks like you ================================================

================================================== Evelyn Rose ~ No one knows What you are; Where this goes Never one to walk alone . . . Well maybe I'm wrong Ah, law! Do you even feel me at all? Not long now at all . . . Evelyn Rose ~ Such a steal Never quite sure If it's real Giving life to what I fear . . . Evelyn . . . Evelyn Rose ~ No one knows What you are; Where time goes You'll never have to walk alone . . . Evelyn Rose ~ Such a steal What scares you Must be real Putting to bed all I fear . . . Maybe I'm wrong Ah, law! Will you ever feel me at all? Not long now at all . . . Evelyn Rose . . . =================================================

================================================== Listen for your words again Hear them as they fly Over all beneath & then Watch 'em while they die All I want is you Alone & left to choose Gone & crawling through All I never knew Rummage through this time with me Showcase what we find Sell all we can't keep at least We can say we tried And all I want is you Alone & left to choose Gone & crawling through All I ever knew =================================================

================================================= Well I tried to fix Regina's flat She had a spare tire And I had a jack But she didn't want Nobody's help So I let her stand there All by herself Regina finally found a friendly face To second guess her down the Interstate Said she was headed to Ft. Lauderdale Regina in regalia =================================================

================================================= Woman got my dreadlock; Give it back, lord, take it back Yeah, that woman got my dreadlock; Take it back, lord, take it back It's gonna be one of those nights Said, on the other side of the tracks . . . Devil got my suitacase; Shoot him down, lord, shoot him down You know, that devil got my suitcase; Shoot him down, lord, shoot him down But he keep on fillin' my prescription Ev'ry time I come around . . . Oh, that preacher got my pistol; Give a damn, lord, give a damn That goddamn preacher took my pistol; Give a damn, lord, give a damn But God Almighty ain't gonna miss me If he don't know who I am . . . No, that woman got my dreadlock; Give it back, lord, take it back Well, that ol' woman got my dreadlock; Give it back, said, give it back Looks like it's gonna be one of those nights Said, on the other side of the tracks . . . =================================================