Sitting on the staircase
Of a rusty metal fire escape
With tears streaming out from your eyes
You thought about your true love
And what he must be made of
To leave such a sweet girl behind
So dry your eyes and sing along
To the lyrics of your favorite song
Because the man that you love is gone
All the birds on the railing
Remind you of your sailing
Tossing on the echoes of the sea
Well you thought you found dry land
In the arms of your man
But now you found kingdom come
Falling, yes he is falling, but he ain’t calling you back again,
Oh, falling, yes he has fallen, for your best friend!
You’re pulling out your hair
And I don’t think that it’s fair
To say this a second time
But when you open your heart
Some day it will fall apart
He was a good man, but now he’s gone
So dry your eyes and stand up strong
Because you were right all along
And the man that you love is gone
Yeah the man that you love is gone
Poor old mother sitting in a chair
Dragging the comb through her daughter’s hair
She said “I want you to grow up, I want you to have fun,
But just beware of that Serpent’s tongue!
She said I’ve done my traveling, I’ve seen my sights
And I’ve seen the darkness that creeps in at night
He slithers in to meet you and he talks so sweet
And many a poor girl hangs from his tree.
Yes the sweetest fruit is always close at hand
But it’s always more tender just across the land
So take a train or take a plane, take an automobile
Take any way you can just to taste a fruit so real.
He’ll get you when you’re tired, he’ll get you when you’re cold
He’ll curl up right beside you, shimmering scales of gold
And every word he whispers will make you feel so right
And that’s when he turns around and wraps you up so tight.
I’ve seen it all around me as I go from town to town
Everywhere the serpent goes the bodies fill the ground
And if you don’t believe me then look no further dear
For I was a young girl too when the serpent caught my ear
He promised me perfection, he promised me delight
He promised everything he had, I almost took that bite
But then I remembered what my mother said to me
She said, “Don’t be the next girl to hang from his tree!”
If I am nothing more than some animated matter
Why pick me apart lets put this thing together
Nobody sees every side to anybody
Around here we try with chemistry with symmetry
Our language speaks it’s energy
When I think of it does it think in me
Are we creating or revealing
Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor
Our minds created to explore
Its coming through us in leaps and bounds
When I don’t open up it shuts me down
Examination at the medicine wheel
Free association vivid detail
How close to close is close enough
We make our love but why make it about us
Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor
Our minds created to explore
If I am nothing more than some chemical reactions
Push my buttons lets see what happens
Can experiments read the mind of god
The god of your choice in an equation
And with a theory of everything
Would there be exploring or exploiting
How many shades of grey will we need
To paint a psychedelic picture merging these frames of mind
Where memories bleed in black and white show me an inbetween
Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor and nothing more
Shhhh don’t interrupt my cell cycles with the toxic and artificial
The invisible divisible atom is at our disposal
As we discard modern discipline cuz it looks like eventual ruin
Can I embrace your compassion effortless effort in every motion
Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
They put me in a box so I can corner you
Corner me when you need a change in view
Our bodies like prison glass they let us see through
You’ll slip me something good won’t you
I don’t need anything anymore except space
A little more room for a new fall from grace
I see a little of myself in your face
Can you walk by a mirror without looking at yourself sideways
Maybe in us we see changes in Venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves again us
Why would I want to stick out if I am stuck
It gets me down we get so hung up
Inside the petty and frivolous
all drama climaxes into a mind fuck
Maybe in us we see changes in venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves against us
Following phases mixed with the solar system
Why use self-destructive self-medication
To numb the excess in this civilization
Now self-deprivation is used like confidence
And cat-calls confused as compliments
Maybe in us we see changes in Venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves against us
Following phases mixed with the solar system
It would be oh so easy to sit and play along
In a play where it’s our part to play dead or play dumb
But I prefer the examples of women
Who dream the thoughts of history
With one eye open
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