all lyrics by zachary pool all music by almost fandango
clouds are sailing weightless with no showing skylights. but parachute sailors distort orchard shadows. dusk whimpers inward like a falty falsetto telling the street lights to snow their own winter. horizontal majesties recite the latest tragedies while relentless deaf laborers haunt their faceless neighborers. as heros whisper infirmary secrets the dancehall disinterest is the only left haven. it's too cold to cradle a basket of liars. actors leave shameless after they deface us. creeping little buggies with your head lights on. parking close to exits, excitement hidden under yawns.(hush hush little rabbit.) the orchards bathe the lines but we cant cut in front. the inkwells spell the words we could never say. can we dream a little more or is our life spent? ash is leaving ash behind cause nothing ever dies. there will always remain something inside us both...a feeling like the one that caught our eye...
hooking heights with airplane wings, i notice the heat in the sky. taking elevators to the ground floor, only noticing the animal laws, the telephones shout back with words around our necks. and in the momen, the ehat has fallen down. adhering to the birds that wax their wings. and in the moment, screaming shouting in, the teletrading market squares construct the highest face. syntax pours from my fingertips. and uninspiration calls pollux tonight, uninspiration calls castor tonight.
sinking in the cul de sac with iron feet. the step numbers are crowning the skyline. i make love to the hips of ones and twos, and imprint pidgeon wings on season stings. oh clever april showers. -allow me to introduce us all. we are unwelcome:obsessed and possesed, willing and unwinding. one of us is unfaceable, one of us is insincere, one of is untrusted. but im none of the above. curious brides cut me out of color.
there is no taste left in our mouths after the disrupted windows chill under the headlights. parking lots fill for the spectacle appearance of driftwood arms(tangled and twisted.) so i lay my face against the window and let the rain disguise the tear drops. pianos light fires inside my ears. is there something i'm missing tonight? and could you imagine my embarassment to not even be able to show a smile?