Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Sea Change

Your sorry eyes cut through bone
Make it hard to leave you alone
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new
Baby, you're a lost
Baby, you're a lost
Baby, you're a lost cause
Just like a paper tigerTorn apart by idle hands
Through the helter skelter morning
Fix yourself while you still can
No more ashes to ashes
No more cinders from the sky
All the laws of creation
Tell a dead man how to die
Lonesome tearsI can't cry them anymore
I can't think of what they're for
Oh they ruin me every time
But I'll try
To leave behind some days
These tears just can't erase
I don't need them anymore
We don't have to worry
Life goes where it does
Faster than any bullet
From an empty gun
Turn yourself over
Loose change we could spend
Grinding down diamonds
Round, round, round the bend
Round, round, round the bend
Monday, July 6, 2009
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