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I AM A GUN
Shoot me darling I am a gun You need a lover & I am not one I am not one
You think that flowers are pretty but they're just hungry for sun & it's true I'm a lousy man but I'm a real good gun I'm a real good gun.
Shoot me darling I am a gun You need a lover & I am not one I am not one I am a gun.
THE GREAT FIRES
How the spark loves the tinder How the fuel the spark How the night longs to not be so dark
Such a lovely fire Such a pretty light All the things that we were sure burned bright
The great fires leave nothing but the endless sky all blue and no green & the strangest dreams
Sure it all fades to black and grey Sure it all banks to coals Still the great fires are only sleeping you know
WANNA BE FORGOTTEN
The sound of cars & the wound-up stars all stall and stop eventually
So noon declines to blue & night rains to dull morning dew So dawn goes down to day they say
The wind wants to batter & clouds like to drift & scatter & the sky is high and bright and glad and empty
I wanna be forgotten wanna be forgotten wanna be free, free, free wanna be forgotten
IDLE IN IDLEWILD
Chapter one, & the warm stars are shining & light the sky with their long dying Some strange April When all the stars stall and stay still & the days fly by idle in Idlewild idle in Idlewild
Chapter two, soft like kittens & hidden & New York's as far off as China & the ghost of you and me is so pretty & so sweet & it's bright for Spring & the days fly by idle in Idlewild
RAINING IN EVA
It's raining in Eva & damp flowers bloom Black waters rise where her long legs lie
Pond weeds twine on couch legs & clouds glide by in bright-edged files Across her ceiling tiles & hide her starry houselights
Behind her bangs, behind her bright bangs An uncloudy day Shines & fades & shines & fades again but Eva rains Eva rains.
THE HAPPY HOURS
slow nights in rapid city so bright the tiny stars strobe lights twining slow & pretty in rapid city
Darkly darkly the happy hours sparklingly sparklingly the bar lights smiling hidingly shy & inviting anything, anything, anything
SADLY YES
Sadly yes I know just where to go, where to go Sadly yes, we can all three see the bright writing on the marquee Sadly no, I don't want to Sadly no, I don't want her, I want you
Past your shoulder & porchlight lies the bright sea of Illinois. Floating pleasure palaces light the sky beyond the buoys Sadly no I don't want to go Sadly no I don't know how to say no
Sadly every sweet thing ends in the end, in the end Sadly yes, it's a cold world & favors cold men Sadly no we can't be still be friends Sadly I'll never kiss you again