The Fan And The Bellows
A Beecher's
Brook is love
A hurdle
at which greater men have fallen
She manipulates
Steals
my mind and hides it in her garden
But now
Only love
can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow
love must bring me down
I've become
the fan and the bellows
Cupid masturbates
Absent
of all thought and of all reason
Shoots
me in the back
I think
perhaps it must be shooting season
But now
Only love
can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow
love must bring me down
I've become
the fan and the bellows
Not me...
Not me...
But now
Only love
can bring me down
I've become
the fan and the bellows
Somehow
love must bring me down
I've become
the fan and the bellows
Nostalgia
Absorbing
your words
Battles
raging within me
Absorbing
your words
Is gradually
tearing my soul in two
There isn't
much I could do
Despite
my fear it helps to
Share my
nostalgia with you
There isn't
time to stand still
We are
constantly changing
You're
draining my will
I find
myself rearranging my points of view
There isn't
much I could do
Despite
my fear it helps to
Share my
nostalgia with you
Tomorrow
I remember yesterday
Tomorrow,
remember yesterday
Tomorrow,
remember yesterday
Tomorrow
I remember yesterday
Whatever
lies in my past
Or what
is yet in the future
Time passes
so fast
Suppose
there's always the danger
I won't
pull through
I'll have
to think this thing through
Despite
my fear it helps to
Share my
nostalgia with you
Tomorrow
I'll remember yesterday
Tomorrow
I remember yesterday
Tomorrow,
remember yesterday
Tomorrow,
remember yesterday
Tomorrow,
remember yesterday...
Tomorrow,
nostalgia will lead me away
Less Than Human
Must have
died a thousand times
Must have
died a thousand times
Must have
died a thousand times
Feeling
less than human
I surmise
I'm less
than human in God's eyes
Time he's
on our side she said
Time he's
on our side she said
Time he's
on our side she said,
But it
makes no difference in the end
He's coming
after you my friend
I must have
cried a thousand times
I must
have cried a thousand times
I must
have cried a thousand times
Feeling
less than human
I surmise
I'm less
than human in God's eyes
In Shreds
I grasp
at life's fading light
I need
you tonight
I need
to be heard
Your actions
speak louder than words
Ignored
by you all
I stumble
and fall
I suddenly
knew
My life
meant nothing at all
In shreds,
I stare down at the street
Yearning
for sleep
That blissful
escape
But when
it comes it's always too late
The whore
in my bed
The noise
in my head
A hole
in my pride
It's coming
and there's nowhere to hide
It seems
to me to be self-contradictory
It seems
to me you count your victories while they're there
Ignored
by you all
I stumble
and fall
I suddenly
knew
My life
meant nothing at all
The whore
in my bed
The noise
in my head
The hole
in my pride
It's coming
and there's nowhere to hide
It seems
to me to be self-contradictory
It seems
to me you count your blessings while they're there
You count
your blessings while they're there
Count your
victories while they're there
It seems,
it seems, it seems
It seems
to me
To be
To be self-contradictory
It seems
to me you've become part of the machinery
Part of
the machinery
Part of
the machinery
Become
part of the machinery
Machinery
Turn To The Vices
We're clinging
together
We're clinging
together
We're clinging
together forever and ever
We're singing
the same songs
We're singing
the same songs
We're singing
the same songs they go on and on and on
Oh no no no no no
So who can
we turn to and what can we turn to
Who can
we turn to and what can we turn to now
We turn
to the vices
Embracing
the vices
We turn
to the vices and other niceties
Oh no no no no no
We're clinging
together
We're clinging
together
We're clinging
together forever and ever amen
We're singing
the same songs
We're singing
the same songs
We're singing
the same songs they go on and on and on
Which brings
us back to zero
No no no
no no no...
Oh no no
no no no no
In times
of crisis, we turn to the vices...
Vices in,
vices in, vices in...
Love Is
Reeling
with confusion
You always
fill my head with useless information
And it's
contributing to my frustration
If I shout
or if I scream
It's just
a reflex reaction
And it's
always aimed at you
You think
my efforts are pointless
And handled
in a way that is totally thoughtless
Defending
all you love
But the
enemy's faceless
It's a
cancer and a cure must always elude us
As it eats
its way through you
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
But is
this the best we can do?
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
Reeling
with confusion
You always
fill my head with useless information
And it's
contributing to my frustration
If I shout
or if I scream
It's just
a reflex reaction
And it's
always aimed at you
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
But is
this the best we can do?
But this
feeling's rebounding off you
Everyday I'm Crucified
There must
be a reason for living
There must
be a reason for living
I think
I know how Christ felt when they nailed him to the cross
There must
be a reason for living
There must
be a reason for living
I think
I know how Christ felt when they killed him on that hill
Pissed
off
I'm searching
for some kind of meaning
I'm searching
for some kind of meaning
The fools
lead the fools and it's the blind who lead the blind
I'm searching
for some kind of meaning
I'm searching
for some kind of meaning
In the
narrowness of vision
And the
narrowness of mind
I know this
place is very strange
But the
meaning's clear to me
There's
so much we could be learning
If we could
only learn to see
I'm searching
for some kind of meaning
There must
be a reason for living
But every
day I'm crucified by triviality
Every day
I'm crucified by triviality
Every day
I'm crucified by everything I see
Endlessly Falling
Talk about
the state of things
I don't
know what they mean
If you
keep your mind intact
Surely
that's a victory,
Surely
that's a victory
Falling
I am falling
again
Falling
I am endlessly
falling
Constantly
falling my friend
Your wealth
and your kingdom and your crown
Lies between
your thighs
Along with
your spheres of thought
O come
let us adore him
Or maybe
we should mourn him
Falling
I am falling
again
Falling
I am endlessly
falling
Constantly
falling my friend
Your ego
is your closest friend
Never lets
you down
The hunter
and the predator
But you
are just a victim
You are
just a victim
Falling
I am falling
again
Falling
I am endlessly
falling
Constantly
falling my friend
Nathan's Phase
Of all the
faces that you wear
Sometimes
joy, sometimes despair
The mask
has gone, no mystery
Replaced
by vague transparency
Oh, it's
just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just
a phase you're going through
The streets
of London paved with lead
Just as
my lungs are paved with Leb
Brush the
cobwebs from my head
Feels like
I'm stapled to this bed
Oh, it's
just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just
a phase you're going through
The streets
of London paved with lead
Just as
my lungs are paved with Leb
Brush the
cobwebs from my head
Feels like
I'm stapled to this bed
Oh, it's
just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just
a phase you're going through
Out of
tune
Yeah, with
this phase you're going through
Sod
