Count to TenTime, it will equalize, but not before it knocks you down and scrapes your knees and you bleed in the dirt and gloom, or alone feeling sorry in an all-black room. And maybe you spend the next four years starting things and quitting them, trying to make some sense of it. Like all of a sudden the clouds will part and the sky will be bluer than the sun is bright. Time, it will equalize, but not before we lose our minds long enough to make mistakes, fall apart, love and hate. Maybe something happened and it’s too much to bear, and it’s hard to make believe you’re not gasping for air when all you’ve got to do is breathe and count to ten. The problem is it’s probably just in your head, but you don’t have to know what I mean. Time, it will equalize, but not before it knocks you down and scrapes your knees. You will bleed in the dirt and gloom, and spend the next four years trying to count to ten.
El CoyoteTell us all the secrets in this town, and in the way you left your own behind. That short black hair, oh you’re smoking now? Are you better off? Tell us of all the girls and the vampire boys in the shadows. We didn’t know which way it’d go, if you’d wanna be our friend. If underneath the glitz and glamour you would even be our friend. We’re plain clothes ghosts, haunted memory, maybe you just want to forget. Then we walk the length of Silver Lake, of your past, you tell us you’re miserable but you’re making do best you can. We didn’t know which way it’d go, if you’d want to be our friend. If underneath the glitz and glamor you would even be our friend. The night before: you read us letters private and outlandish but not altogether unromantic. He’s no vampire boy, but he’s been flirting with the shadows. You’ve both got good intentions in the middle of re-invention. Everybody changes, it’s in our human nature. We get a little messy. We clean it up later. So it goes…. On the ride home we roll down the windows and drive fast. The music mingles with the wind blow as I think about him, about you, about us. About how far away we are.