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Lackluster me

Stands before you

What can I be

To make you want me

All I have

I give to you

It's all I need

To get me through

And we sill get it while we can

We will walk out across the land

We'll let the birds feed off our hands

Out of our hands

Lackluster me

There I said it,

You could break me

Don't you get it

All I have

i give to you

All I wrote

To get me through

And we will get out while we can

We'll put our heads up from the sand

Two movie lovers with a band

Yeah, with a band

All I have

I give to you

All I want

You want it too

And we sill get it while we can

We will walk out across the land

We'll let the birds feed off our hands

Out of our hands

Unsound

You say you fly

At times right under me

You say you think you know

What's wrong with me

Well, well

When I don't know what to say

I'd rather walk away

No point asking me to stay

I'd rather walk away

You say you see

Winter wants me empty

'Cos I'm,

UNSAFE

UNSOUND

Unwise to be around

You say you fly

At times right over me

You say you've got

The best of me

Well, well

WINTER WANTS ME

EMPTY

You should've told me

In the morning

And the air so still

Cars are passing

Beneath my windowsill

Dusty sidewalks, in the afternoon

Coastal mountains, I will be there soon

You should have told me

I should have told you, that the dam won't hold

I should have called you, but the line went cold

I should have held you in my arms each night

I should've told you when the time was right

Seasons will turn

Never will I learn

Moments will pass

I always think they'll last

You should have told me.

I should have told you, when I had the chance

I should have told you, the way I planned

Dusy sidewalks in the afternoon,

Coastal mountains, I will be there soon.

You should have told me

Seasons will turn

Never will I learn

Moments will pass

I always think they'll last

You should have told me

I should have told you

You should have told me

I should have told you

You should have told me

I should have told you

Foreign film

Life should ba a film

One of those foreign films

Where people are always talking

And you just can't understand

But it means a lot

Life should be a book

A really, really good book

That you take when you travel

And hope it never ends

And you read again

Life should be a poetry,

A pretty pretty tree

Wherewords have their meanings

To help you understand

And say what you mean

You're giving me a stomach ache

When you negotiate

You're giving me a stomach ache

When you try and set me straight

Life should be a song

One of those sixties songs

With lots of catchy phrases

That everybody knows

So you can sing along

Life should be a poetry,

A pretty pretty tree

Wherewords have their meanings

To help you understand

And say what you mean

You're giving me a stomach ache

When you negotiate

And when you set me straight

You're giving me a stomach ache

Life should be a tree, a poetry tree

Flowers for Sylvia

I still cry

Now the leaves have turned and blown away

Everything is washed in shades of grey

Ask me how I know that I'm alive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah

But I don't know why

Now the leaves have turned and blown away

Everything is washed in shades of grey

Ask me how I know that I'll survive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah

I still cry, oh yeah

But I don't know why

The pain, when it goes away

It's almost worth it just to feel it fade away

Ask me how I know that I'm alive

Well, I still cry, oh yeah

But I dont know why

Sycamore leaves

Can't stop, thinking 'bout it

It fills me with unease

Out there by the roadside

Something's buried

Under sycamore leaves

Wet ground, late September...

The foliage of the trees

I came upon this feeling that

Someone's lying

Covered by sycamore leaves

And I could never face it

And I could never see

And I could never break out

And shake its grip on me

Rain

Rain..... rain..... falls down

Empty streets

And I'm falling

Thru the trees

And they're calling

Out for rain.....

Rain...... and it's plain to see

Rain..... what it does to me

Yeaf, rain..... rain..... pours down

Endlessly, here I'm falling

Thru the trees

And they're calling out

For rain.....

Rain..... what is rain

Rain..... is rain

Rain..... is God's own lydocaine

Rain..... is good

That's understood

Rain.....

Butt out

I know what's good for me, yes I do

I know what's best for me, you know I do

I know what's right for me, yes I do

Butt out

I can be myself, yes I can

I can do what I want, you know I can

I can do things myself, I have two hands

Butt out

You, only listed to you don't care what the others say....anyway

You're talking all the time please go away

You just like hearing all the things you say

You just can't stop, until you get your way

You tell me what to think and what to wear

You tell me how to dress and do my hair

You tell me all the things that I should do

Does that include the hope of leaving you

You, only listed to you don't care what the others say....anyway

I can be myself, yes I can

I can do what I want, you know I can

I can move in with firned, yes I can

I know what'sbestforme,yesIdo

I know what's right for me, you know I do

I know what's good for me, yes I do

This, that & the other

Nobody feels right

But everyone's all right, yeah

Everything's sadder

But what does it matter, yeah

Tell me, tell me, tell me

This, that & the other

There's nothing around us

Left to astound us, yeah

Everyone's younger,

I can't do that any longer, no

Tell me, tell me, tell me

This, that & the other

All of the worry

Get old in a hurry

All of the sadness

I know all the signs

All your compassion

I've seen how you ration it out

Why?

Tell me, tell me, tell me

This, that & the other

Hey Luchie

Hey Luchie,

Your day will come soon

Hey Luchie,

Your talents in bloom

Say can you see, how

Good it will be

If you want me, I'll

Never go far

Hey Luchie, the way

That you are

Hey can you see,

How good it will be

Sad things ain't gonna

Happen twice now I

Wouldn't tell you lies

Bad things ain't gonna

Happen twice

Let nobody tell

You othetwise

Hey Lichie,

You'll make out

Allright

Hey, Luchie,

Your star shining

Bright

Say can you see

How good it will be ...

Easy

I'll bring you down, down

And then you'll be with me,

Here, where things are not so easy

I've been trying all day long

To get it right, it comes out wrong

Then you go, and make it easy

It's not so bad, I tell myself

Don't try too hard, things could go wrong

Do you really have to work

We could take the day away

And we'll try and take it easy

We could go out for a drive,

Though I'd rather stay inside

And you know I'll make it easy

Don't say too much,

Don't speak at all

It's not so bad, I tell myself

I'll take you down

D O W N

And then you'll be with me,

Here where things are not so easy

If you tell

If you tell your momma

She will look away

If you tell your daddy

He won't listen when you say

How could it come to this

But now, this is

The way it is

If you tell your brother

Boy will he get mad

If you tell your sister

The one you never had

How could it go this far

But now, this is

The way things are

If you tell your teacher

You'll be mad aware

If you tell your preacher

You haven't got a prayer

If you tell your momma

Laying it on the line

Tell it to your daddy

Life has been unkind

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