Lyrics:
treats him with respect and tenderness
And she always dresses herself neatly and pleasantly, never extravagantly, nor vulnerable, nor Gucci or Versace
My
My life is a marathon our milk and honey days are gone
The shortwaves have taken the long way home
The four corners are neatly folded sound
desks and on our leader's breath. Pushed aside, neatly swept under the rug. The voice of truth is hushed before it reaches our ears so we inherit the lie.
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
world came unwound
Like a ball of yarn kept neatly on a spool
You held the life together of this broken hearted fool
And what once was the exception...
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
waves have been equalized
Neatly compressed, soothing for all
Counter culture has been commodified
Its bottom lines, nickels and dimes
Come on out
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
chains... now hold me down, the recline of modern man
Neatly displayed and bundled lies, an hour glass and I'm the sand
Generator, decimator ahhh
stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home
There's a very peculiar way you see the world
You scan it through a pair of colored lenses
You package it neatly in your head
Choose to see it
things all time
I'm left in this box I'm firmly and all stuck
I'm neatly tied and shelved I'm choked contained withheld
Outta space I'm growing
until your blood runs to meet the next full moon
Your madness fits in nicely with my own, with my own
Your lunacy fits neatly with my own
My very own
Opening up and closing down my mind
Chopping little lines semi neatly
On naked mid range hookers if I can
Hoping that I'm doing it discretely
But
lots of clipped coupons
And her crinkled grocery list
Neatly written
In blue ink
Ma has the list mainly in her head
But sometimes God glances at it
When
foolish of me, because you care about nothing
I care about many things
Things - not people
People, too
I cannot divide my feelings as neatly
completely
I'm not surprised
But he combines all these different trends
I'm not surprised
You can't divide art today
Into categories neatly
Oh?
You can hardly remember their names
But they know how to act
On a wall it says dead or alive
And they're so neatly wrapped
On the highway that's
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