I put my head back Where it belongs up there in the clouds I?m spreading love like a terrorist now O what a morning O what a day to be alive Sweet
I'm afraid of the stars When I gaze at the skies My death is a flute And it fills up my eyes Do you wake in the night To the eyes you don't see To the
I have my favorite shadows Ghosts and other courts bizarre Sometimes I believe I?m your mistress Sometimes you are dying in my arms You visit when I
Madeleine Shall her story end? With this aftermath music, My broken French? Heal her, if you can Pray the lions aren?t waiting Take her hand I want
I've been looking for someone But I don't know his name. All the faces before me, they all look the same. But there's got to be one face, and one pair
Little London night Shiny pavement Yellow, red and white Oh that I have seen this The women and the men A theatre so thin and Danced to death When
Have a coffee out on the freeway I hear the morning peace I think of beaches, I think of dying I buy a magazine And change the channels Wash the windows
Science wears a new suit To his coffee, toast and eggs But he has to skip the stairs now 'Cause of two broken legs Whine, whine, "I cannot climb" Every
She?s looking up and out to A galaxy A fateful boat trip 'cross a northern sea And on a frosty window She writes her name O daughter, this is how
Here's a story 'bout me and Jerome Just convinced him to come out of his home Free as freedom with the highways to roam, he said. "I'll take a drink
You are what they call the human season You are all the alphabet in one You are every colour of confusion You are all the silence I've become Love me
Look at you Broken bird Narcolepsy weed Highway-side Like a puppet cat You can?t wake I can?t sleep And now they?ve got you Stealing cars and chasing
Notes from the underground Where the mice must write our lives down. In the night, I hear you calling out to say It's all right, love, you're in good
Inside a heart Of freezing boys Searching for the answer In a shiny dime Who beg for sleep And piece of mind Why must the aging page Decide? Me and
There?s an ogoni star in the sky shining, shining bright There are stars of your brothers in the sky, shining, shining bright And you can?t say, you?
Don?t you know what time it is? It?s the new time All disciples gathering by the boats But your revolution is chasing its tail, You love to take the
peeps, they?ve got no time for me And he calls whenever he please And I?ll get on my knees Oh man, oh man, oh man Guitar/drum riff Oh no, we?re at the sarah
A little blood and vomit on the car seat And the tooth is sitting in my lap Brother if you?re hungry but not wounded Then it?s time to stop and check