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miles high, stalled above the sea
aisle seat 37-D
the hard guys that are crying quietly
and the moms lost in shock will never see me
sitting alone wearing headphones
smiling slighty as we fall towards the sea
and i'm having a glass of red wine
trying to find a picture of you

Branches waving madly in the air
Waving 'round like they don't even care

Last time I considered leaving here
The roads caught fire and I drank all our beer

Out here at my post, I've learned a lot
I've learned that the fruit on the ground is gonna rot

I woke up in the morning
And they were gone
I look around for them
But they're nowhere

I woke up in the morning
And I looked everywhere
But I think they've gone away

Sit on the toaster like a rock
No need to worry about a shock
All of the microwaves are dead
Just like the salamander said
The refrigerators house the frogs
The conduit is the hollow log

Broken household appliance national forest

Outdated dreams have kept
Your friends around
I've seen them sad and wet
In cast off gowns

I don't know though
I've been wonderin'
Who looked at you

Here I sit and play guitar
Drink beer out in the country
Having narrowly escaped my trip
Into town and now it's sunday
So here I sit and play guitar
Count stars out in the country
Having narrowly escaped my trip
Into town, and now there's no one around

On the telephone all morning
it's been a while since I talked to you
your voice's transferred sweet
I wish forever I could talk to you

of course I blame that guy Tom
I'm sure he talked you into doing it
although I'm sorry he's dead

Doo doo doo

So there's my baby
Laughing at me in the sun
Wonder if I'm the weaker one
I feel so far away from home
Always so far away

i dont wanna work all night and day
on writing songs that make the young girls cry
or playing little solos on the keyboard
so the kids will ask me how and why

i just wanna, i just wanna
i just wanna elevate myself
i just wanna, i just wanna

He just finished eating dinner
And stepped outside the cave to smoke
A cigarette he made from rolled up photo paper
They were pictures of things back on earth
He looked out on a greyish white expanse
Of uninhabited terrain he now called home
He'd seen plenty of mirages and imaginary visitors
Up until then so he wasn't sure what to think when

And liars got that corner now
And they've got flyers everywhere
With ex-school treasures for hire
And whitesnake riffs dressed up like Sid Viscosity
As lice is living in your practice room couch
You're not the only one who's doing without
Daddy doctor's son punk rocker shouts
"Dad the A.C.'s broke in our hardcore

Go progress chrome
They paint the moon today
Some brand new future color
Go progress chrome
I aim to shoot the scarfolds
I like it how it's always been
Go progress chrome
Nocturnal glare confusion

Adrift again 2000 men
You lost your maps,
You lost the plans,
Did you hear them yell,
"Land damn it land?"
You say you can't,
Well I hope you can,
I hope you can

Hewlett's daughter,
Loved her father,
And I think she loved me too,
For a little while.

Hewlett's daughter,
I forgot her,
Now I'm treating water

Last night something pretty bad happened
We lost a friend (we lost a friend)
All shocked and broken (all shocked and broken)
Shutdown, exploded (shutdown, exploded)

Jeddy 3 is what we first called him
Then it was Jed (then it was Jed)
Now Jeds systems dead (Jeds systems dead)

We do believe it ends right here
The orchestration and the dream is clear
Shuttle departs and they're all there
Everyone's cracking up but we don't care
And we agree
It's what we need
Orchestrareal
Whisper the cymbals ride on in

Wrong to say that I am giving up
Right to say that I ain't showing up
I've got pictures at my home
And doors that transform me alone
Sunny days should leave a message on my phone

I don't think I'm gonna miss you much
For I've got dials and knobs soft to the touch

Trouble with a capital T
"Tie him down," they said
But tired ain't for me

Let this one fly

I wonder what they'll make of me
When I'm good and gone in song

I found your house and I saw your car
But I've no idea where you are
From the dial-a-view

Tire scraps on the federal roads
Look like crash landed crows
From the dial-a-view

Well hello good morning sir
The results are back
And now it's time to pack your things and go
Seems you came up rather short
Of the average sort
Now I must inform you've no reason left to remain here
Now surely you'll understand that only gifted hands
Will receive the chance to touch down on fortune

I woke up Tuesday morning
To coming down
Without a sound
Coming back down

The pressure put upon me
It goes and goes
Til it thinks it got me

The science halls
Have hollow walls
And solid carpet
At least the cops still come in
Spare's the need for poems
Broken legs can't run anyway

Some days were missed

Pull the curtains on the day
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
Sometimes it is the only way
(aaaaaaaaaaaaaah)

Pull the curtains on the day
Sometimes it is the only way

Rear view mirror
Rear view mirror
Rear view mirror
Rear view mirror

What the hell
While I've been trying to drive somewhere
Real and nearer

I rode my bike to my stepsister's wedding
And in my backpack was designer bedding
And a gift certificate for a CD or for a cassette
A CD or cassette

I only but once met her new guy
And the good news to me is he seems shy
Maybe he'll help me find a new job

She's in the kitchen crying by the oven
It seems she really loved him
And he's so drunk he's passed out it a Datsun
That's parked out in the hot sun
In the saddest vacant lot in all the world

Boldly going where he rarely knows
But he'll miss her when he goes

S-s-supervisor

The supervisor guy
Turns off the factory lights
So the robots
Have to work in the dark

And there's a car load of kids

It's a street bunny
It's a street bunny
It's a street bunny
It's a street bunny

It's a street bunny
He doesn't hop hop hop around
He struts around

Summer Here Kids

After she lets you glide around
Finally hit the ground like a paper plane
Take a trip, join me in the sun
But not really though and I ain't having fun

'Cause summer here kids, summer here totally lies

Put out the word we need a new taster
There's one king left and so much food to eat
The interception by the last one was absolute professionalism
If he's laying there saying he's sorry

Tell him it's okay we learn this way
Taster you're the automatic saint
Taster you're the automatic one

Should never have left the crystal lake

Should never have left the crystal lake
For parties full of folks who flake
Italian leather winter games
Retired by the duraflames

The crystal lake it only laughs

I never know their names
But I smile just the same
New faces, strange places

Most everything I see
Becomes a blur to me
And I'm wasted because
The fast pace is too much

The talk, it got so loud
The songs cut out
Well, that's when I'd had enough
Of all their talk n' stuff
I had to bring it down
To more level ground
Where my only company
Is wind blowin' through the leaves

Doo doo doo

The tale I'm gonna tell
Is about the group who couldn't say
Together they discovered with each other the perfections of an
outdoor day

They had won some kinda prize

I took your advice
And turned my cable off
You said you'd do it too
How come you never call?

I took your advice
And fixed my radio
But I can't find anything

You didn't really die
You only went away
My drummer he saw you
Buying supplies about a week ago
A couple towns away
South on the interstate

I gave him shit for not

Wives of farmers care about the way their husbands feel
Wives of farmers know the power of a home cooked meal
Wives of farmers grow pretty flowers out in the yard
Wives of farmers know that life is sometimes hard

Wives of farmers decorate their homes with precision
Wives of farmers don't have time to watch television
Wives of farmers pick their kids up at the bus stop