HOMEJust a few of my favorites
| We're just two lost souls
swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here. |
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| Can't keep my eyes from the
circling skies Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I |
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| Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa! | |
| You say the hill's too steep
to climb, Climb it! You say you'd like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb The hill in my own way just wait a while, for the right day And as I rise above the tree line and the clouds I look down hear the sound of the things you said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling Emotionless the magistrate turns 'round, frowning and who's the fool who wears the crown Go down in your own way And everyday is the right day And as you rise above the fear lines in the frown You look down Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd |
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| Hello ... Is there anybody in
there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down. Well I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax .... I need some information first. Just the basic facts, Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I got that feeling once again. I can't explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. Ok .... Just a little pinprick. There'll be no more ...Aaaaaahhhhh! But you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working. Good. That'll keep you going for the show. Come on it's time to go. There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'. When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, Out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb. |
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