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timebird a kid I know got frozen making angels in the snow they pulled her out and burried her as if she'd died in prayer the funeral was fitting there was nobody there now if teacher's burned your walking shoes then barefoot you must go oh when the timebird's landed when the timebird comes baby put away your sorrows put away your sums they will just be white lies out where the timebird flies if I could only whisper I would pinch my voice and sing just to blow it like a kettle as it slowly burns to clay I dreamed a black-eyed dog who tried to eat my heart away now the window softly shimmers at the rattlin' of a wing oh when the timebird's landed when the timebird's here baby put away your angry eyes sistern every tear they will just be fireflies out where the timebird flies there may only be seconds I'm counting back from ten so call old mister taxidy to make of me a cast and keep it out of the light of the sun to be sure that it will last and you can do with it just as you wish it will not fit again oh when the timebird's landed when the timebird's here baby put away your angry eyes put away your fear there will be a sunrise out in timebird skies stolen thing where in the hell is big blue eyes where?s your virginity by the side of the freeway I lost it recently oh it didn?t take so long oh it didn?t take so long oh it didn?t take so long I am a stolen thing I have a dream of big blue eyes in my hands is a genie you know he wouldn?t ever want to surprise no one singing, "little girl little girl set me free" oh, I know what he means oh, I know what he means oh, I know what he means I am a stolen thing never cry in the pouring rain never lie to a pirate king he will beat you at your game everything will scream and sing oh you make it get so good oh you make me get so mean oh you make me get so good I am a stolen thing by the rumble of the roaring rain by the holes that it drills in me I was naked as a blue jay by the side of the freeway oh, I was dancin? slow oh, I was dancin? free oh, I was dancin? slow and this is the dance of the stolen thing dear carolyne can't you just see flies' eye mirrors and bull's eye red can't you just taste blue brain juice from a tikki head "there's money in the desert we'll be lithe and sly and make it groove our way I like the desert" I heard dear carolyne say and don't you just dream down easy as a "for you baby, first time's free" and don't it just seem like your wheel of fortune rolled over me there's somethin bout the desert it don't speak english but we understand somethin bout the desert from the car's front seat you squeezed my hand chorus: dear carolyne you are sour cream in a rubber dress a wet dream in a newfound mess you're a day come apart in the sky's messy open heart there's black holes in the desert where the slickbacks pay in cash and trash the place black holes in the desert looking out from carolyne's face dear carolyne waited forever I come back alone I pull the lever like carolyne showed pioneer casino in reno nevada where a couple of kids like us could make our fortunes in an hour dear carolyne look, luck I am out of change terrible and strange under a fake blue sky you?re spinning out of sight I been up all night and every road leads here look luck do not disappear I can almost hear you trying but luck do not disappear you?re the only one that?s left to love so much love you can?t pay in love talk to the big machine please I pawned my ring I bet everything in hope of a little luck do not disappear I can almost hear you trying but luck do not disappear you?re the only one that?s left to love badlands I was drivin through the badlands a woman screaming cause she stuck in the radio (my heart will go on) he was a biker that's what he told me "where's your bike then?" "well, I burried the pieces oily steel and bone" I aint hip on ditchin a stranger stranded at the lip of alone liquid night there's a moon in my soup liquid night they hang you up against the sky you are a feather I made a wish once you are a bluebird I am blue I just wanna get next to you chorus: liquid night there's a moon in my soup liquid night they hang you up against the sky liquid night I'm afraid of what I read liquid night and everyone's afraid of me thirsty gazer fraidy stare father empty are you there? now you see me now you shout the de the de the de the de the de the DEVIL let me OUT! chorus (to the microtonal weeping of a violin, she goes loping, lonely, into the dark, bemoaning hercursed wretched state) it aint a houseguest more like hotel and I have lived there and I have lived well the wind gets high and the fog gets low there are days when the dogs know chorus strange companion they beat him til he broke in two bit harder than they meant no driver but the aching world it falls and loves descent trees on tiptoe looking up a million eyes a blinking hill no clutching hand to turn me on no foot to force my thrill they beat him til he broke in two and half of him they locked in me I didn?t see which half it was they neutralled me and set me free does unattached a head still dream? do legs still ramble on? the sun appears the forest screams it is a flash and then is gone oh my strange companion oh my strange companion and nature comes to welcome us with tiny jaws and little grins (I didn't know she's everywhere I'd never ever seen her win) we?ll cry you and I, be together til we die it?s great just you wait, listen to the freeway one year, maybe dear, somebody will find us here but now, funny how nature has her way with me does unattached a head still dream? do legs still ramble on? the sun appears the forest screams it is a flash and then is gone oh my strange companion oh my strange companion pirates by the roadside but they don?t want me pirates by the roadside to set the metal free six prayers, no. 1 The melody of this song is based on fragments of a melody from ancient Ugarit. The melody was written in an ancient form of notation on a slab of stone. Many of the words were rubbed out, but it is believed to be a prayer to a sun god. in the falling of the evening comes the fortune teller eating and consumed when the folds of her dark flesh are all I see keep your big red eye on me keep your big red eye on me brushed your teeth up silver white as stars and knives patched your stockings up with oriental rugs and brothel silk someone told me "traveler, you'll go far" I'll go with you if I may I'll go with you if I may shadows don't believe in window panes entering and leaving as they please now your laughter rattles like fifty wrong keys at how I think that every knock's for me come to take me home come to take me home shoeshine man who's that spankin' up the weather of the afternoon? exterminater for the legions of the cockroaches of gloom mister ears hang low I'm barkin' at you it gets scary in the morning when the silver night has flown we make merry in the gutter where rats like us belong you try to rough ride against the tide but the tide is awful strong la la la la la la shoe shine man I get hazy on my own you get what I'm sayin'? shoe shine man you leave them a shine but they leave you alone I been in my bed just a tossin' the night away I been dinghy for a schooner row - rowin' the seas of grey I was lost but now I'm found and running down the drain la la la la la la shoe shine man I get crazy on my own you get what I'm sayin'? shoe shine man They leave you a dime but they leave you alone I'll be on my way if I can keep it under me belly flopping for a medal or a nowhere I have seen I'm gonna miss this emptiness like sailors miss gangrene la la la la la la shoeshine man horse - horsin' 'neath the lady city's whip shoeshine man I'll give you a dime and I'll give you the slip dandelion hills overripe underage spin me a whirl you with your face like a lemon in pain moon is a coin to be spent on a girl come to inebriate out of the rain days i have violinned tragic and crass weepingly bowing the people i'd meet but now all the music is here in my glass three sips from the bottom one drink from the street chorus: one drink from the hole three sips from my fill tonight i will roll down the dandelion hills dandelion hills blackberry patch stripteasing its leaves you are naked and trembling and quiet and blue you are a rock in my rocketing shoes and i go where i choose and you do what you do and sleepers in bundles they all look like lambs the more that are slaughtered the fewer complain larry-lon-lie i'm a rag on the road it's kindly to tarry here out of the rain chorus that one's a tearful and this one's a whore then there are spirits and then there is you here take my hand in your quietly mad quitting time's cruel but what can you do? chorus tarbaby mud, leaves, roofing rot black tar tires are all that I got so how can I have made this rubber duchess in her rich brokade black dress, seven rips kissing coals, her burnout lips ask old Bruo, who salts the snails she's sticky sweet, hard as... asphalt in winter tarbaby his days are plain but his dreams are gaudy rhinestone kisses on a backside nagahyde body propped in the rotten weeds one whiff of at her and he was incomplete she and I we had plans kicking cows and shooting cans I know you were with her cause I saw her stuck all over your hands tarbaby tarbaby clouds cry on a roof of tin like an ace high, I brave the din I know you were with her cause I saw her stuck all over your chin like I said, we had plans, she and I high as a rod on the fourth of July she was gaping at me like an earthquake crack as you took her away on your dirty old back "she stuck by my side seemed to enjoy the ride I threw her in the bayou for she would not be my bride" tarbaby tarbaby born again born again... aren't captives The pilot of the 747 couldn't stop thinking about the young pilot whose voice he'd heard over the radio. In his hotel room that evening he imagined the successful water landing. The torn plane sank down into the light eating water, a rope came worming down from above, the young pilot was choking on freezing salt, until he was scrambling into a harness, until he was airborne, lifted for the first time since childhood without the womb of walls around him. In childhold there were hands to lift him, now there are ropes, and machines that plow water and spit sky. Dangling, salvaged. Limp. Live weight. Whale bait. Living meat. He's waving! Alive. Now upward to dry deck and cheering strangers. The next day when he got to the airport for his next flight, the pilot of the 747 heard about the young pilot who had been killed, crashing into the ocean after his cessna lost oil pressure. This was the man whose voice had kept him flipping back through the channels to listen. The voice had kept its balance as the slow descent began. The strange limbo of a man who has time to think about it. A man who has twenty minutes until question mark. Until life or question mark? And the pilot of the 747 remembered the young pilots words. The sky against the roofs. The warm rain in summer. His girl. Her favorite dress. Blue. Air conditioned. She is transluscent in the light. She is soft and white. The children they would have someday together. She told him, they're always there, towing along behind us, like balloons tied to our ankles. They aren't captives, just clouds. Only clouds. He was thinking of you. Of you. And blue. And aren't captives, tied to our ankles. angelyne the sun hanging above the wing I have no fear of flying the stars lose height by morning's light as slowly they are dying my only eye my tiny light the meter on the cable an airy moon a silver spoon the eaters at your table angelyne in your blue dress where's the meaning in a powdered night pressed between these memories of flight if chance should spill her darkened cup if one day we should marry the crows would chortle in the trees our closest calls to bury or safe within your radio I sleep til morning dawns on you when weather or the telephone will tell you I have gone from you angelyne in your blue dress where's the meaning in a powdered night pressed between these memories of flight i'm sad too any fool will tell ya not to look at toby mills on a day you got a twinkle in your eye he got hands like chew toys from his work on the machines and he waters them like roses when he cries so I guess you got a secret it gets bigger every day as the subaru is filling up with rain and the road is going nowhere though the arrow says New York and the hour says it?s time to say it plain chorus: I?m sad too me and you we got to stick stick stick together I?m sad too me and you we got to stick stick stick together the twilight says, "I?m outta here" the evening says, "I know" the kids are clowning up to hit the cars I always thought you?d wind up like the ghosts on my TV and they?d shine you up and hang you in the stars sometimes I get afraid but these dreams they die so brave they just flip their fins and whistle as they?re drowned and I drunk up all my money so I?d best forget to pay and you haven?t finished dealing and they?re wheeling you away and the bus comes round to fill ?er up the same time every day but it?s looking like we better stick around chorus the new year is a stillborn we are running through the streets setting all the Christmas trees on fire rooted down and clutching at the sheet metal sky like a bird electrocuting on the wire doo doo doo doo do doo? and I drunk up all my money so I?d best forget to pay and you haven?t finished dealing and they?re wheeling you away and the bus comes round to fill ?er up the same time every day but it?s looking like we better stick around chorus down easy just let me down easy just let me down easy they let you run wild trajedy's child geranium nose drunk as a car crash you are what you see a world stark and free you get misty before me and then we spin around and around and all of the memories that cry in your night spin around and around and I catch on your thermals and fly like a kite just let me down easy just let me down easy you can never go home the sparrow has flown the only one I have known to remember to future the prophecy's clear tomorrow is here with eyes overflowing and so we spin around and around and nothing is ever as sad as it seems spinning round and around with the starbreasted comic book girl of your dreams just let me down easy just let me down easy
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