[Slug] I was sitting at the stoplight In my car rolled down the windows When this driver pulled on side of me And offered me some indo I told her that
I'll never be your Maggie May the one you loved and left behind the face you see in light of day and then you cast away that isn't me in that bed you
99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem
As a child You have a doll You see this doll Sitting in her chair You watch her face Her knees apart Her eyes of glass In a secretive stare She seems
Fall and all attendant memories Crowd the day with unrelated histories Each year leaves its unresolving fantasies To hang around each corner Hang around
I will take up all your tears Salty tissues through the years Spread them in the sun to dry Diamonds from each time you cry I will treasure all your
He said you stand in your own shoes I said I'd rather stand in someone else's He said you look from your direction I said I like to keep perspective
I'd like to help you doctor Yes I really really would But the din in my head It's too much and it's no good I'm standing in a windy tunnel Shouting
You make a really good girl As girls go Still kind of look like a guy I never thought to wonder why If I could pull this off Would I know for certain
The way of the world Has taken its toll Ravaged my body And bitten my soul I am ruined by rain Weathered by wind I've been invaded Without and within
My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island And I waken to the dawn A long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea I knew that
Mother the doctor knows something is wrong Cause my body has strange information He's looked in my eyes and knows I'm not a child But he doesn't dare
It won't do to dream of caramel, to think of cinnamon and long for you. It won't do to stir a deep desire, to fan a hidden fire that can never burn
It's a one time thing It just happens A lot Walk with me And we will see What we have got Ah... My footsteps are ticking Like water dripping from a
When blood sees blood Of its own It sings to see itself again It sings to hear the voice it's known It sings to recognize the face One body split and
I stand in a wide flat land No shadow or shade of a doubt Whore the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand that's Covering most of her mouth Fall
On the way to the bidet Is when the trouble used to start It didn't mean she wasn't queen Of the tinderbox that was his heart Her fire his desire meant
I only turned to see What hand had set this inner field alight Against the flame I see The outline of a man against a night Take back your sympathy
