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2005-08-16 20:22:54 ET Across from the city marked by the grave The lights go out and the screen goes down And it's just you and me with the jealousy to make this three Yeah you know what they say about a crowd Happiness is with the wind right now And all you have is me It's only me Yeah this is the movie where the hero dies And the audience goes home to somehow justify their lives And it's just you and I Just you and I alone angel Don't you look down now or you may lose footing or even face Better look into my eyes and imagine them pale, cold, hollow and out of place Or even better yet with tears running over and down shuddering sobbing cheeks Down the lines where the sad and the lonely meet With all the credit you deserve Wouldn't that be a sight for the sore Running over the curves of flesh that divide like parallel lines Never making sense Yeah nothing like this ever makes any sense anymore Nothing dead or dying about a heart transfixed by an arrow Whether it were Lucifer's own or by Cupid's bow No nothing of dust could hold so still As the blood red clouds loom above with unrequited lovers' blood to spill It's a measure of being alive that I wish for It's a message of strength to which I have no answer And I'm left with a beep and a pause and silence With the skeletons of chance swinging in the wind And all I can think of is two fingers drawn With one eye to show the way Pride and laughter fill this cemetary of a town This cinder block I'm riding til the end And you're blindsided by the words and the verbs Bent into four letters to form the thing that you've never heard And with all the years running down the side of my face I bet you are liking this already |
