We want to turn everything around

She's a real writer and say goodnighter
She's a sadist of a believer

I'm not a bridge, I'm not the bay
I'm not a car, taxi or train
I'm not a power tool
or a construction crew
I'm not the weapon
simple or mass device
just a man
with two hands

What should I do when you walk out?

I dress in white
become cloudwalker
I want to scan the crowd
and point to where the rain flows

I'm a white cloud
I'm a white cloud

We've got clouds in our heads
dreams in our skies
we never say goodbye

What should I do when you walk out?
We have soft clouds in our heads
we have dreams in our skies
we never say goodbye

I am the sky
Don't ask why
I feel it as I felt my breath deep inside

I'm a ride higher
A tried trier
A never give up victory fight igniter

row after row after row
row after row after row
sentinel trees go

She's a dream boomer
A never too sooner
A 3-D tree right before me falling in the sewer

She's a rockslide
A rocket in the sky
A plane crashing to the earth and everyone who died

I'm a countdown tick
Moving quite quick
Two lovers confesing a tryst

She's a thunderstorm
Since the day she was born
And she beats like the heart of a war

row after row after row
row after row after row
sentinel trees go

I'm looking down on trees
Let's not let this moment.. be the same.

A play folds out on the forest floor
I bought a one way ticket
back to July

Quantum
Theory
Breathless
yet...
Discorporate.

We are alive
We are hostages
Held for ransom
by a gentleman ghost
We are alive
living day to day
building bridges
and statues

If I read the whole book
What would I say?
now there's no mystery

just a bunch of pages
crumpled yesterdays

..and I'm not so
sure we are
together on this
anymore

It's like..
Like nothing Matters
oh, but it does

Woefully

at peace

we start to eat the seeds
hungry enough to eat tomorrow

listen breakers
and listen bucks
these are the one-rail hooks

You're looking through garbage
the wealth and filth..
of our dreams.

Sorry for the scales and scabs on my skin
My fists break
and I just can't take it

Sorry for the sores and holes in my heart
There's no love or life
for either of us

You are alone
and living in the desert
finding time to accept
I'm sorry
I'm a fucking monster

I'm sorry

I wasn't there
but I think that something was
I was in love
I still believe I am

these stony fingers steal from you
when these damned arms draw you in

won'tlookatme
won'tspeaktome
I am sorry you rotted like the waste of the vine
Even flesh and blood
Even heart and bone
nowopenyoureyes
andnowSayit

I'm the broken lamp man with the telephone injuries
My apologetic arms want to sing you to sleep
You dry heave when I ring and I ring
You knew I was broken and you got what you wanted
You got what you wanted

I'm certain that the cats are still hungry

I wasn't there
but I know that something was
I was in love
I'm sorry that you're dead

Look into the light
What do you see?
Yellow burns orange-now blue and green
Phantoms in your vision over all that you see

The damage is done to your desperate life
but you love the feeling and won't be denied

Once is Enough
The moment passes
Echoes and rings
You see the color
You hear the song sing

1 - 2 - 3
Horse the band!

Like a meteor strike! Atomizing everything in a sphere of
light
Like a lion attack! Teeth and claws covered with the meat
of your back

It cuts you up just to try
How do you sleep at night?

It cuts me up every time
and I don't know why.

Come on! Come on! Come on!
This is like an earthquake! Find you balance and start to
shake

come on! Come on! Come on!
Like an exploding sun... everything is done..

It cuts you up just to try
How do you sleep at night?

It cuts me up every time
and i don't know why.

Living at the top
Living at the top
Living at the top
When you're at the fucking bottom

I pulled you over for your dangerous curves
coming up ahead
Now there's squawkin' on my mother box
It's tellin' me to bring you in

I use..
Science and Technology
to formulate
my theory
that your d.n.a.
is the d.n.a. of something
strange and amazing

We are The Science Police
lay face down on the ground
We Are
The Science Police
We monitor and apprehend

You are
You are
You are
You are under arrest

I use..
Science and Technology
to formulate
my theory
that your d.n.a.
is the d.n.a. of something
strange and amazing

We are The Science Police
lay face down on the ground
We Are
The Science Police
we monitor and apprehend

You've got me searchin'
These city streets
These filthy alleys
These quantum leaps
You've got me callin' in
Emergency!

You are
You are
You are
You are under arrest

You can't get away
You will serve your time
You violated statue 15-G

Citizen!

Pushing thrusting bulbs
into the light
a peasant thought
starts its flight
from reason
and from fact
a peasant thought

grows two legs
opens up its heart
an absurd courtship

oh dear
oh dear
what has become of hesitation?
oh dear
oh dear
did the mosquito's bite bring me down?

She said..
"Let's sing the crippling song"
Her lips always ate moments
like days
..and I was not prepared

I was gone

..and I was not prepared
to let my guard down
so I fed her
the end

The end of my spear

We would throw
rocks n' things
into our well
ourselves as well
we would ride to a
. . clack and kabik

Like Dinosaurs

Dropping into the darkness
We sink

You should have seen her..
at one with the gods
she said
"Let's sing the Cripple Song"
Then I was gone

Oh dear, Oh dear!
Then I was gone
Oh dear, Oh dear!
Then I was gone
She said
"Let's sing The Cripple Song together"

Then I was gone.

I think I seem to be a mystery
even spied by the given eye
I'm telling tales of memories
songs of birds softly outlined

I feel strange
do you know me
I recognize those eyes

There's something of me out there
in between the trees
but I don't believe
I can give the thought the time
I don't believe
I can give the thought the time

Puzzled with no peace

I feel strange
do you know me
I recognize those eyes

something's coming over me
like I've lost my mind
but the world is open wide

Doctor, Doctor
What's my status
will I stand or will I fall?

I can stand here blankly,
I can hold my breath,
I can even not exist at all

Doctor, Doctor
Can you read me?
You've said the signs and I've got them all

Radio, Radio
can you hear my swan song?
Radio, Radio
can you hear my swan song?

I'm at it again
I'm at it again

I took my feet off
I took my legs off

I ripped my guts out
I peeled my skin off

I ripped my throat out
I pulled my eyes out

I ripped my heart out
I took my face off

Wake up from etherian dreams - Your song and your light
return me to life.
I rise my rotting form - enthralled by your light.
Your golden, magnetic light!
Your golden voice soured eternity - Held in the grip of your
gravity
Why wont you let me sleep?
What art thou who summons me?

I crawl - I creep
I crumble back to sleep
If I could die
I would

Sleep.
Just me to sleep

She was looking for more
than just a good time
She needed a ramblin' man
To make her feel alive
In the streets of her heart
Someone had arrived
The Golden God of her dreams
with blank porcelain eyes

Sunken in the master's chair
Lord Gold's face - A blank survey

the fullest flush
the sweetest surrender,
Pay attention as he pours..
you can't ignore
blood, stars and wine

Expose your heart
Show me where you're weak
kneel and beg
for my healing
Obsession sinks in
you want more and more
of my wand of unyielding

Open. Your. Heart.
to. the. world.
Bare. your. Soul.
To. Your. Lord.

Expose your heart
Show me where you're weak
kneel and beg
for my healing
Obsession sinks in
you want more and more
of my wand of unyielding

Lord Gold feeds from your orifices
and he wants to see you sweat
Lord Gold probes you publicly
and makes your pussy wet

now say his name.....

Lord Gold

Big business

He's an enigma wrapped up in a conundrum
He's a mystery tragic like an ailing paramedic

My heart booms to see you're still standing
I know that your faiths can be demanding
With those cables all plugged in your head
In Poughkeepsie I thought you were dead

Ed Edge
He's Ed Edge
Ed.

He's an enigma wrapped up in a conundrum
He's a mystery tragic like an ailing paramedic

Like me tell you about Ed Edge...
Mexico City

He's a Buddhist, Christian, paramedic, vegan, straight edge pimp but most of all..
Big
He's big

Under an attack of the heart
He knows the sign
holds it close to his heart all the time

He's a believer, a healer, a sexuality stealer

Where have you been Ed?
Where are you going to?

He drifts on soul tides from island birth
...he arrives
golden heart and black hands
A human male. He's just a man.

Where have you been Ed?
where are you going to?
Where have you been Ed?
Where are you going??

A large man is feeling weak
He sounds like a cavity
I think he wants to scream
"Help me!"
It's not enough

Hot caviar breath
and the weight of a chest
patterns of the cracks in the ground
can't get away

A wolf is feeling weak
double sounds and double vision
Water water water
I'm going down
I sound like a cavity
I think I want to scream
Harder
Louder

Hot caviar breath
the weight of a chest
patterns of the cracks in the ground
Watership Down

worthless rings and golden fleeces
wortless fleeces and golden rings

The beat is in the heart that decides
Two black holes or warm human eyes
Cold bricks hands
and sad legs that won't stand

what was it that the store front man said?
what was it that he said?

what was it that the morning man said?
what was it that he said?

what was it that the carpet man said?
what was it that he said?

Pseudo - Squander
plummet
crunch
on the feet of the gods do the endless munch
Hunger
Open - Whooosh.. Wind

Boom

The Ash Grey Door of Doom

the moon is still
the stars are.. still
the wind is still still
but not completely gone

the moon is still
the stars are.. still
the wind is still still
but not completely gone

Boom

black
circles in the dust
spinning on a wind deprived of its lust

the sky above
is bent and swings
to the sound of silent things

Boom

I can't have it all
flee the moment and the moment will find you
I can't take this call
but I can hear it
I can't find the words
speak of the devil and the devil will find you
I'm here but not at all

Boom

...and we know that within
our model of a human heart is doomed

Boom

and still there is that gleaming silence
underneath a gaping sky and an empty moon

Boom

No need to operate
to save my life

the time is coming
quickly sliding soon
so soon
all the breaths in all the world
stop breathing
and so
consumed

Arrive