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2005-08-16 21:00:53 ET
Across from the grave marked city
lights extinguish as the screen goes down
you, me and jealousy makes three
about a crowd, right now, they say
Happiness glides with the wind
I am all you have
It's only me
Yeah, in this movie, the hero dies
the audience departs satisfied
their lives somehow justified
after, it's just you and I
Just you and I alone angel
Don't you look down, you may lose footing or face
Best look in my eyes
picture them pale, cold, hollow and out of place
Better yet with tears tumbling down shuddering sobbing cheeks
Down lines where the sad and the lonely met
the credit you deserve would be a sight for the sore
Running the curves of flesh divided like parallel lines
Never makes 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
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