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| Mirror Song I know that I should think about giving and think about helping out and think about think about living but I can't seem to rescue myself What about my bank account and my holy desert shield that keep me dry under the arms? Flags and mental jewelry's all I know and they keep me happy and warm inside So I said unto this man "Who are you and where do you come from?" And he proceeded to tell me many things But I said nothing at all For the flower in the corner, by the room, in the window, and the sun said it all At least they said they would said they could Mam said they would do me good Good Pain He said, he said, he said, "There was nothing to fear boy" And he said, he said, he said, "Worthless are your tears boy" "Just realize your senses and realize your earth Just realize your essence first" I'll never be the same again I want to talk in the sun I am alive and well again No more bittersweet No more good pain No more So many of us stand in the middle Looking back to the worst Looking forward to the fall Making weapons of peace for the defense of the bloodstains on our peaceful sidewalks You say the buildings got too tall and they're going to fry your brother Well I say you'd better walk away, walk away, walk away, and find your mother No more bittersweet No more good pain If I can't sing this song And sell you all about it Then I'll just pick it up right now and walk away don't even doubt it So when our sherry glass is full and the day is way too young You'd better sip today, sip today, sip today, before it's done No more bittersweet No more good pain Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd Pollution, Cain and misery Oceans of golden mystery Armies boisterous and armies loud Portraits of a vicious crowd Talk to me, talk to me now Hey man, you're all that I have Me, myself, myself and I Were born to work and born to die I have chosen my anthems of these I am proud Portraits of a divided crowd Talk to me, talk to me now Take My Anthem War in me War overseas There ain't no difference between Blood in me Blood overseas There ain't no difference between The chills in your spine are oh, so sweet People honor you so high You've got to defend the stage at your feet No! Take, take, take my anthem today Hands on me Hands overseas There ain't no difference between Heart in me Heart overseas There ain't no difference between The Beauty Of Gray If I told you he was your brother we could reminisce then you would go about your day If I said you ought to give him some of your water you'd shake your canteen and turn away The perception that divides you from him is a lie For some reason you never asked why This is not a black and white world You can't afford to believe in your side This is not a black and white world To be alive I say that the colours must swirl And I believe that maybe today We will all get to appreciate The beauty of gray If I told you that she was your mother We could analyze the situation and be gone If I said you ought to give her some of your water your eyes would light up like the dawn The perception that divides you from him is a lie For some reason you never asked why This is not a black and white world You can't afford to believe in your side This is not a black and white world To be alive I say that the colours must swirl And I believe that maybe today We will all get to appreciate The beauty of gray Look into your eyes no daylight New day now Pain Lies On The Riverside I have never taken life yet I have often paid the price And you, you are a victim of this age And the guilt that hangs around your neck has got me locked up in a cage You've to to learn to live until no end But first you must learn to swim all over again because ... Pain lies on the riverside And pain will never say goodbye Pain lies on the riverside So put your feet in the water Put your head in the water Put your soul in the water And join me for a swim tonight I have forever, always tried to stay clean and constantly baptized I am aware that the river's banks are dry and to wait for a flood is to wait for life I've got to learn to live until no end But first I must learn to swim all over again because ... Pain lies on the riverside Lightning Crashes lightning crashes, a new mother cries her placenta falls to the floor the angel opens her eyes the confusion sets in before the doctor can even close the door lightning crashes, an old mother dies her intentions fall to the floor the angel closes her eyes the confusion that was hers belongs now, to the baby down the hall oh now feel it comin' back again like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind forces pullin' from the center of the earth again i can feel it. lightning crashes, a new mother cries this moment she's been waiting for the angel opens her eyes pale blue colored iris, presents the circle and puts the glory out to hide, hide Barbra Lewis (1973-1993) Heropsychodreamer I'll kill you in my dreams I turn the other cheek during the day I'll kill you all the subculture of my dreams is waiting for me to fall asleep I know you're scared, you should be I know you're scared hero dreamer this attic of my mind these feelings I can't hide I can't share I feel alone, ah yeah the subconscious keeps me here I fell in love with a balladeer I saw your tongue, it licked my heart they called your queer hero dreamer hero they called your queer they called your queer they called your queer they called your queer Freaks If the mother goes to sleep with you will you run and tell geraldo If the mother bears your children without tears without the usual costs of labor if the mother goes to bed with you will you run and tell the neighbors will you hide behind that get up that you wear or will take the first ear that comes into contact with your blade like peter did on the hill will you call her a freak? will you call them freaks? if the mother goes to bed with you will you run and tell the papers how she picked you from a line up in downtowm philadelphia with a cigarette hangin' out of your mouth abd henry miller in your back pocket you little fucker If the mother goes to bed with you in the bowels of the cathedral will you render her asunder with what she really needs or will you crash that beautiful silence with some talk about finding yourself in your mother's arms will you call her a freak will you call them freaks or will you call them gods will you call them freaks you know your sperm is weak you never looked, so high to ever find her so low you did not have to go, that far to show her you were holy now you know they're gonna come for you and drag your silly name into the mud if the mother bears your children without tears and without the usual cost of labor |
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