1.A Life Of Possibilities
You dig down underground now
Through the soil, through the cooling clay
As the din fades above you
You're moving
You're secret
You're nowhere
It's all good
And no lights lead you onwards
No signs point you on your way
Just earth in all directions
It's endless
It's mapless
No compass
No north star
You're all gone 'cause they can't find you
You're lost 'cause they don't know the way
They blame themselves they blame each other
They're angry
They're sorry
They're worried
You don't care
The shovels scrape somewhere up there
They just want to know if you're OK
Morse code tapped with hammers
You hear it
You know it
You're on your way
Oh, but at some point you've gotta come up for air
You wipe the rocks and mud and dirt out of your hair
You're blind and queasy with a growing sense of despair
You don't know anyone
You look around trying to find someone you know
You put your hand up in the air
Just kinda wave hello
But if they do care, oh, they're not letting it show
This can't be new to you
There's a feeling coming back
Connected by a thread
Pulling at your hands like a spider web
Like a kite that isn't there
If it's a life of possibilities
That pulls you away that claws and tears
And challenges you to stay, well, then
If it's a life of possibilities
That you've gotta live then
Don't be surprised when they don't remember you
Or simply don't want to, yea yea yea
2.Memory Machine
Red wire：right temple
Black wire：left temple
Red wire：right temple
Black wire：left temple
There are times I think eternal life ain't such a bad gig
Smoke all you want and see the planets
If and only if they find a way to cure the longing
The distant panic
Someday, I'm telling you
They'll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Someday, I'm telling you
They'll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
There are folks that say to have a soul you've got to suffer
Well lately I've had my RDA of that
And call it fascist but I know that someday happy
Will be all that matters
Someday, I'm telling you
They'll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Someday, I'm telling you
They'll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Poetry, Aldous Huxleyyeah, yeah, yeah, it'll be a relief
If they can make machines to save us labor
Someday they'll do our hearts the very same favor
The wails of ruined lives brought to a halt
By the serene hum of computers in air-conditioned vaults
Red wire： right temple
Black wire： left temple
Red wire： right temple
Black wire： left temple
3.Spider In The Snow
The only thing worse than bad memories
Is no memories at all
From the age of 20 to 22 I had five friends
None of whose names I can recall
And as I would walk down K Street to some temping job
As winter froze the life out of fall
Yeah, I must've been having a ball
Different scene outside your window now
Same VCR, same cats
Different people at the very same job
Similar alley, different rats
The trash goes out on a Tuesday now
You got to make a note about that
Yeah, this time you're where it's at
You can't say it but I know that it's in there
You don't know it but I know that you're scared
Obvious and lonelya spider in the snow
Now you find the very same pit still yawns
Deep down within the very same gut
The very same ghosts still seem to haunt you down
Down those lines you always tried to cut
You thought you just might need a little change
And now you find you got nothing but
How can a body move the speed of light
And still find itself in such a rut？
You can't say it but I know that it's in there
You don't know it but I know that you're scared
Obvious and lonelyafraid to not let go
You can't say it but I know it's in there
You don't know it but I know that you're scared
Obvious and lonelya spider in the snow
4.The Jitters
No one means what they say
And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish
All internal organs and glowing eyes
I've been good, I've been busy
I've realized my friend's true intentions
Cut all ties
I've been doing ten thousand pushups a day
Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor's desk
The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist
Always tired, need a nap
I have to make myself brush my teeth
I've made a list of everything I've ever owned
When the days bring nothing new
And the sound of laughter makes you sick
And snide
You know you've got the jitters
Nothing's wrong, I'm just fine
I've realized I just don't like jokes
I'm thinking of moving I can't call anyone back
You can tell every time they lean away
When you just want to talk
You couldn't buy their interest now
Stolen cars in a heap
A naked body on the neighbor's yard
When they let you down on cue
When you give up way before you even try
You know you've got
You've got the jitters
They glows as they near
Then disappear
Like highway signs on a starless night
And it's so hard to tell who's being fled
And who's in flight
5.I Love A Magician
I love a magician
She can cut me in half
She can find quarters behind my ear
And make me laugh, one two one two
Is this thing on？ Let's assess.
Oh yes, she's the best. There is no contest.
But I must confess that there are times like when
She floats me straight up in the air
Over thirty milesI don't care.
Well maybe a little it can really stop
You from doing something cause you wonder
Oh, if they'd really drop you.
She simply wiggles her nose
And disappears all my clothes
Really makes me wonder
Really makes me wonder, wonder
Now she vanished into thin air
And doesn't see why I care
Really makes me wonder
Really makes me wonder now wonder now
I love a magician, she does things to
Keep me amused like when she sticks
My hair straight up in the air
For the benefit of her stuck-up friends
Well, I think it's funny
But it's a touchy subject
She likes to set me a trap
And makes me come with a clap
Really makes me wonder
Really makes me wonder, wonder
She says she can't read my mind
I know she does all the time
Really makes me wonder
Really makes me wonder now wonder now
There are times I don't know you at all.
6.You Are Invited
I got it in the mail one morning
There was no return address
Just my name in gold leaf on the front
There was no time or location
There was really no info at all
No date no place no time no RSVP
But it said：
You are invited by anyone to do anything
You are invited for all time
I didn't think much about it
It seemed like a really dumb joke
But later that week it was Fridayonce again
So I took it down to a disco
That wouldn't have me in am million years
I flashed it once and I was inside with a drink
I really didn't stay too long there
'Cause no one was having much fun
I made my way to a party all the way across town
It was thrown by the friend of an ex-thing
I wasn't sure if I should go
But when I got in the place there were smiles all up and down
I grabbed my ex in the kitchen
I told her I was sorry I came
But she looked at me with a glazed smile and said：
You are invited by anyone to do anything
You are invited for all time
You are so needed by everyone to do everything
You are invited for all time
I headed fot home kinda early
The party wasn't all that great
I saw my neighbor out crying on his front porch
I stopped to see what his deal was
I didn't catch much through the sobs
Something about a party and he didn't go
I thought about it for a second
With the invite in my hand
I threw it down at his feet and I said：
You are invited by anyone to do anything
You are invited for all time
You are so needed if you really want to go
You are invited for all time
For all time
7.Gyroscope
She's wearing too much lipstick tonight
A little black dress a little too tight
Tries to make small talk but it drips with spite
She knows that he's coming; it's really all right
Nobody here could know how she feels
Not getting drunk and she hates wearing heels
She tries to stand, but the room seems to bend and reel
Her friends all keep asking why can't she just deal
If she spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of her
heart will stay together
But any gyroscope can't spin forever, yea
If she spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of her
heart will stay together
But any gyroscope can't spin forever
He says it's over and it's such a release
It's finally happened and he's making his peace
All the reminders don't bother him in the least
The Jekyll and Hyde shit will finally cease
His eyes on fire and his hands kind of shake
Like his voice is ready to break
You kind of wonder how long this boy's been awake
Or how much less sense one person can make
If he spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of his
heart will stay together
But any gyroscope can't spin forever, yea
If he spins fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of his
heart will stay together
But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yea
Happiness is such hard work, and it gets harder every day
And it can kill you, but no one wants to be that tacky about it
If you spin fast enough than maybe the broken pieces of your
heart will stay together
But some things I've seen lately make me doubt it.
8.The City
Now I notice the streetlamp's hum
The ghosts of graffiti they couldn't quite erase
The blank-faced stares on the subway
As the people go home
The parks lay empty like my unmade bed
The streets are silent like my lifeless telephone
And this is where I live, but
I've never felt less at home
So I'm not unsympathetic
I see why you left
There's no one to know
There's nothing to do
The city's been dead
Since you've been gone
Sometimes I stand on my roof at night
And watch, as something seems to happen somewhere else
I feel like the breeze will pick me up and carry me away
Out and over this iridescent grid
Up and away from the bar fights and neon lights
Out and away from everything that makes me what I am
So I'm not unsympathetic
I see why you left
There's no one to know
There's nothing to do
The city's been dead
Since you've been gone
Oh I never had just whatever it is you want, baby
And I really tried, I tried with all my mightit made me crazy
To try to figure out what it is I've done wrong every time
When everything I love, everything I hold dear
Heads out sometime
And all I ever say now is good-bye.
9.Girl O'Clock
If I don't have s-s-s-s-s-s-sex by the end of the week, I'm
g-g-g-going to die
If I don't feel a p-p-p-p-pair of s-s-s-soft l-l-l-l-lips on my
own, oh, I'm going to hang my head and cry.
If I don't feel w-w-w-warm breathe on the n-n-n-nape of my
n-n-n-n-neck or feel a nice post-coital sigh
C'mon baby, you can tell the cops why
(Various oh oh's and yea yea's)
And ya don't know th-th-th-the ice ice cold vice that grips my
head
And ya don't know th-th-th-the burning, the burning I feel when
I try to get out of bed
And ya don't know how these urges, all these urges, can be so
very very misread
C'mon baby, was it something I said？
(Various oh oh's and yea yea's)
When the sun, the stars up in the sky, you know it's girl
o'clock
I don't know, but I've been told it's so, you know it's good as
gold, you know it's tick tock ya don't stop.
If I don't have a n-n-n-n-nervous b-b-b-breakdown by the end of
the week
I'm going to be very, very surprised
10.8½ Minutes
Oh, launched all the world's nukes this morning
Hoping it would kick-start something
Some of them went off course and hit the moon instead
It was kinda pretty.
Hasn't been a whole lot of looting
On the other hand, oh, it's fucking freezing
Someone on TV said something about going underground
Guess we better start digging.
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes？
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them？
I saw an astronomer break down on CNN
He said, I'm a scientist, not your fucking clergyman!
And no one's going nowhere cause the cars are all frozen
They give the power plants ten days
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes？
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them？
But the sky is like a dome of black metal flake
And stars bleed together in phosphorescent lakes
And a dead black disk slides silently overhead
It's fucking beautiful is what it is.
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes？
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them？
When I die I'm going to heaven
Leave it to the cockroaches and the 7-11s
But it'd be nice to think we could get it right down here just
once
11.Back And Forth
There's a kind of music that reminds me of you
It's all clear expensive drinks and shiny shirts
And the click of heels as they descend from the taxi
Like the first foot on the moon, oh, and it glows with ache
And if it hits me right it's almost too much to take
And it's got right angle laser razor thin lines
That curve and swerve like perfect sines
As we dress to the nines in an
Attempt to leave it all behind
In a search of the moment between the seconds where
Everything is just fine
That silver thread embedded deep within our spines
And I used to be kind of weird about this
A fear of dependence on a guilty gilt-edged
Hedged transcendence that makes us liars
And tense the fear of looking down and seeing
That nothing really suspends us
But it was never just another Saturday night
Not with you in attendance
So put your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
It's on a whim; it's on a dare
To shrug away what we can't bear
And we're going back and forth
And back and forth and back and forth and back
We're going back and forth
And back and forth and back and forth and back
So it's a deep blue see-through membrane that protects us
It connects us, a pulsing cellophane
Party-train skein that helps us and
Envelopes and keeps us locked inside
Forever and ever along for the ride
And we're moving through a phosphorescent gel
A semi-solid self-lit ocean and it's a funny notion, isn't it？
Yeah, but I'm kinda digging it
And it's rigged and isn't nearly so big
And it speaks only of its own
Perpetual near miss
Like the uncertain memory
Of a stranger's mistaken kiss
As faces slide by in glowing shadows
Like snowbound ghosts that go up and down
In epileptic shivers and negative radioactive slivers
In a landscape of endless dull glitter
And a taste in my mouth so sweet, yet so bitter
We exhaust ourselves trying to get there
Somebody screamall right
We'll try to fill the echoless night
So fasten up and hold tight
We can't give up without a fight
And we're going back and forth
And back and forth and back and forth and back
We're going back and forth
And back and forth and back and forth and back
So in the end, whatever, we die, we dissolve
Equations unbalanced, riddles unsolved
And we were never connected or involved
Except for the intersections and crazy mathematics
With no time and no space and no schedule and no place
And they pass right through us without a trace
And sometimes that music drifts through my car
On a spring night when anything is possible
And I close my eyes and I not my head
And I wonder how you been and I count to a hundred and ten
Because you'll always be my hero, even if I never see you again
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