it's a great invention but we're underfed gather, gather people alone and then erupt a crypt yeah, follow the ghost. give 'em an inch, he's gonna make a mile take the frown and just make up any old smile these people roam the town in search of friends that might never be found on a canvas spread that will wash you down I ain't filling out your forms, I ain't playin' anymore you know that it's time to exit through the door. A basic ending with some holding grit. enter at the point of a ghost, but never polish in. it's always a joke. even the best have got the "wild runs wild", everything else is underneath a corporate pile. she activates the sound. It occurs to her that she wouldn't get out. this is the plan that would make it all about. All the things she wanted from, all the things she wouldn't give, all the things that make her exactly who she is. ..... I will break a speech to help you make it part of something that I do all the trains are slowly going home taking lessons on depending on the sacred never-ending rhythm of your breathing in & out. faking has no other ending why don't you just think of dancing why don't we just take the talking out Jumpstart all the cars in vegas let them all come on, invade us. shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree. shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree. shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree. shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree.

Let's get some old robot to hold my hand. I am too scared that I'm a stone. Everytime there is some that reflect I write down the endless possibilities. I put myself into the road It makes conversation heal But here it's not the only thing That's because they're already gone what will become of them? You caught them....you know. On the ones we have....on their arms.....there's a diamond....for me The worsening hole licks my chest I know that I could be better off right now I can kill a--"A Sun" isn't every girl evidence of that any time will take up thoughts any time would be nice right now all they need is love to survive Let's see how long this one can last without what will become of them? You caught them....you know. On the ones we have....on their arms.....there's a diamond....for me The water screams to me asking for a drink I know the confusion of this is something that has always been my problem. I know that you are listening. I know that you are listening I lie down and close my mind gently in the grass. I listen to the wind as it blows through the holes in my heart- whistling sweet melodies to the birds. My veins all grow up a tree, flowers sprout at the top. And my sun spills out the side of my mouth, and drips down to release the secrets locked inside my songs..