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I poked my eye with my finger Lying on the bed Now I'm sneezing and I'm blowing And I can't clear my head Is the pressure in the air from an August storm thats rumbling? I try not to care about it now...

What if you and I were to go swimming in the afternoon and all the while pretend We could put two dollars in the can for some trusting soul and her roadside stand Get some flowers for the den We used...

Under lights He sits and waits for something to come to him From the heights Or the hot place in hell he reserved He won't try It's there or it's not but a chance is slim That it will drop, and hit...

I'm late I hate this Super 8 I'd like to be at home We could start from scratch I'm not attached Just lead me to the buffer zone High on burning leaves And the hot suburb breeze There's a parking lot...

I still got my ticket From the empire state wicket Where we took it up 110 It was four for observatory You're lookin' straight down to gridlock Corner story Let's go uptown tomorrow We'll do it again...

A white buffalo you say And paper to roll With the prophecy way When the snakes criss-cross Like roads over land Get an aerial view of arable land They saw a UFO in the valley There's an alien in the...

You walked away away from us Pulling weeds in the later afternoon sun Off somewhere alone to take one last look at a life you had begun And I set off my boots on gravel Potholed lane just tagging on...

Strip me down, lose my memories Cleaned as a bone, wiped and plain As me as you, bury the room 2" behind my eyes Well cut it clear cut it all out A state of siege I'm callin' for I know what to...

Here in the trees the rain has stopped coming down So easily distracted How lucky are we to have these wet seasons Sew handkerchiefs and napkins Everyones home now the tired ones are hiding out To...