Domingo, 09 de septiembre de 2007
Buffalo Tom

Watch an eyeball
(Watch an eyeball)
take a free fall
(Take a fall)
at the mention of a name.

In its socket
(In its socket)
and like a rocket
(And like a rocket)
rises just the same.

But could my eyelids
(But could my eyelids)
cover what I did,
the shuttin' of the door.

And could these ceilings
(And could these ceilings)
contain my feelings.

Me down on the floor.

Jerked my fountain
(Jerked my fountain),
ice cream mountains
(Ice cream mountains).
I suppose I'm just too late.

Form a line here
(Form a line here),
I think I'll die here
(I think I'll die here).
These people nauseate me.

But if my patience
(But if my patience)
were a spaceship,
high up in orbit
then I would rise here
(Then I would rise here),
hypnotized here,
risen from where I sit.

A solid angle,
my legs do dangle,
off the counter's edge.

Soft words spoken
(Soft words spoken),
promises broken
(Promises broken),
close my eyes instead.

But could my eyelids
(But could my eyelids)
cover what I did,
the shuttin' of the door.

And could these ceilings
(And could these ceilings)
contain my feelings.

Me down on the floor.

Me down on the floor.

Me down on the floor.

Me down on the floor.

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