|
|
| B A C K |
He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out.
A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw.
He floated back down cause he wanted to share
And he still gives his love, he just gives it away.
Talk of circles, and punching out.
Like Pilate I have a dog.
Walks me out of town. Still, one's a crowd.
Like Pilate I have a dog.
Stunned by my own reflection.
Like Pilate I have a dog.
I know about a man to whom I may be related, he's leatherman.
Makin' the rounds ten miles a day,
Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed.
So modern day I walk my way, my jacket faded,
Rolled a cigarette, but when he asked for a light,
Makin' the rounds ten miles a day.
Shake his hand he's leatherman.
Give me some skin, leatherman.
I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds.
I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun.
I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up....
Thought it was easy to fall in love but you, you, you.
Oh you, you, you.
I never know how much to say with you, you, you.
Oh you, you, you.
You break laws and pay no fines.
I don't think it's easy to stay in love, but you, you, you, you.
Given to Fly
A bad time, nothing could save him.
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out.
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles.
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree.
The wind rose up set him down on his knees.
Delivered him wings, "Hey look at me now!"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor.
He's flying whole...high...wide...
This key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere.
But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed
By faceless men...the fuckers...he still stands.
The love he receives is the love that is saved.
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky,
A human being that was given to fly.
I'm flying...high....flying...
He's flying...high...
Pilate
Looking in, drawing circles down.
Falling up...the south marking ground.
Talking out of turn...drawing circles down.
Making angels in the dirt.
Looking up, looking all around.
Obeys, listens, kisses, loves.
It's looking back, sees me too clearly,
And I swore I'd never go there again.
Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down...
Obeys, listens, kisses, loves.
Leatherman
Died a long time ago in the 1880's...leatherman, leatherman.
Covered with leather, but it was tight.
Underneath the moon in the woods at night...
Once a month they'd spot him, here's what they'd say...
"Here he comes, he's a man of the land.
He's leatherman. Smile on his face, an axe in his pack.
He's leatherman."
Wasn't known to say but "Thanks for the bread."
Just like a man of leather whom I may be related.
I thought he'd be an animal, but so polite.
Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say...
"Here he comes, he's a man of the land, he's leatherman.
Smile on his face, an axe in his hand.
He's leatherman."
Bake some bread he's leatherman.
Shame he's dead. I saw his bed,
It's all that's left of leatherman.
Wishlist
Wishlist||
U||
Brain of J (live)
Wishlist
I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on
The Christmas tree. I wish I was the star that went on top.
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky.
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good.
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood.
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb "to trust" and never let you down.
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish...I guess it never stops.
U
You're different this much I know... you, you, you.
It might be your guile, it could be your mind.
It might be the way you take your time.
You it's you it's you, you, you.
Oh you, it's you, it's you, you, you.
I like to go deep, but is it safe with you, you, you.
It might be your needs, it could be your eyes.
It might be the way you sympathize.
You, it's you, it's you, you, you.
Oh you, it's you, it's you, you, you.
You get yours and then get mine.
But you, yes you, it's you, you, you.
You, it's you, it's you, you, you.
Ah you, it's you, it's you, it's you.
Ah you, you, you, yes you.
With you, you, you, you.