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The Eiffel Tower built to smaller scale
The freshest oxygen I’d ever inhale
I tapped a bottle against the safety rail
Killing time
And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
You said that all these things
You’ve learned to ignore
The hidden cameras on the casino floor
And what gets paid for behind hotel doors
Oh come on
Pretend every slot machine is a robot
Amputee waving hello
The people stare into their eyes
And they feed them little bribes
And then they go
The never ending twilight
In a basement where the sun has never spilt
You said that you were lonely
And then we kissed like lonely people do
You said this city has a beating heart
That pushes people down the boulevard
And they’re all hoping for a wish fulfilled
In a desert for a dollar bill
Those foolish dreams you know they plague me still
Oh come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
Empty …..
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Pity, take pity on me
Because I'm not the man that I should be
I'm always turning to run
From the people I should not be afraid of
And darling, you should know
That I have fantasies about being alone
It's like love is a lesson
That I can't learn
So I make the same mistakes at each familiar turn
I know you can't hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who won't swim
But who will dip his toe in
Just to keep you here with him
I've got this habit I abhor
When we go out, I'm always watching the door
As if there's someone I'm going to see
Who could out-do the things that you do to me
I know you can't hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who won't fly
But who will take to the skies
If he thinks you're about to say goodbye
Pity, take pity on me
Because I'm not half the man that I should be
And I don't blame you, you've had enough
With all these empty promises and countless bluffs
I know you can't hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who won't jump
When he falls in love
He just stands with his toes on the edge
And he waits for it to disappear again
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With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath
And when my mirror speaks it never minces words
Because these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end
I always fall in love with an open door
With a horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones who were standing right in front of me
And then my mirror speaks with irreverence
Like a soldier I can't command
It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man
And he's a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
There's nothing on either end
A new position for a different view
And nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I am standing face to face
With a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end
(2X)
There's nothing on the ends
No there's nothing on the ends
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Well I have learned so very little
When these bones are old and brittle
I wait to talk when I should listen
The crowd mistakes with false revisions
All my friends are forward-thinking
Getting hitched and quitting drinking
And I can feel them pulling away
As I'm resigned to stay the same
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
I was once a loyal lover
Whose lips did never seek another
And now each love's more like a match-up
Buying things sparked that burns up fast
And they all conclude with the same sentence:
"I've never met someone more self-centered"
And thinks that life with the nice girl's like
Waiting for a bus to work
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
If you deem it so
Just cut the cord and go
You'll be fine
There's plenty of hills to climb
You can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
(2X)
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Oh my talking bird
Though you know so few words
You're on infinite repeat
And you're brain can't keep up with your beak
And you're kept in an open cage
So you're free to leave or stay
And sometimes this makes you confused
But there's no hint that I'm trying to give you
The longer you think the less you know what to do
It's hard to see your way out
When you live in a house in a house
'Cause you don't realize
That the windows were open the whole time
But oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and curved
I'll love you all your days
Til the breath leaves your fragile frame
It's all here for you as long as you choose to stay
Hey
It's all here for you as long as you don't fly away
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