i watched the moon pass through the windows
and it came up close to me
and it told me of the echoes
and what would come to be
and it told about the minnows
and pets that wouldn't see
the light of day tomorrow
but don't worry about me
it told me of the future
and the past it seemed to scream
and it knew about my mother
and the secret i dont speak
it knew about my pockets
and what my pockets do not keep
it knew about the whispers
that i say before I sleep
it knows about the black dog
and how close it follows me
it knew that it was only hope
and never lunacy
and the sun knew that the moon would never speak to me

Lonely down the lane
A buzz a ball and chain
Down the interstate
We move for motion's sake

A curse under my breath
One worse upon my head
The worst of fears for us
We are our father's sons

Drinking in the dark
Begging for a spark
Your eyes would leave a mark
Your lips would leave a scar

Just take what you get this time
Even dog years aren't what they used to be.

A mile to blush and please
A smile, for once, you could mean
If only we had never filled our lungs with Halloween.

Tell him to fade the scars
Tell him to ash and feed the cigarette s in bars
Tell him that guilt and stone will last long after we draw ours.

Even those stars tell lies
A fool for dead and far off light
Even lost love seems to shine but it's only time

Bittersweet as a burning tree
As the second name of belladonna
Keep your voice below the bagpipes
Keep your chin above your phone

I guess the rink was never icy
Now that the grief is not as thick as water
I never was the hard-heart type
Back when I never slept alone

Dark but I can smile
Fists but I can wink
Mint but I can vile
Dry but I could drink

Tired but I can talk a-while
Drunk but I can think
Live but I can decompose
Quick but I could blink

But

We know boy
we know what you've
You thought you could hide it
But no such luck
scars maybe fade boy
But ink don't run boy
we got your name
We got your number

Too late to go to sea
No fate escapes the memory
No gold in san francisco
No count of monte cristo
I'd never forget you
As love as I live
no gunslung name
no club portrait
no test for this
no blood could hold

Your sins
Your sins
your sins

He said he was a veteran of the war
not this last one, but the one before
Operation euphamism conflict desert storm
he said they brought him here straight from the floor

He said they brought the bodies to a rink
And that the ice did not quite help the stink
He could not hold his hand still, he could not hold his drink
He threw up thirty xanax in the sink

There was Rickie, he was twice my age
Hoped it's not too late to turn a page
he told me 'make the best of it', he tought me to play spades
He said meals are the way to split the day

Aerosol computer duster hose
As far as he could get it up his nose
Something about oblivion, ethyl and the cold
Wednesday lunchtime traffic had to slow.

I'm not crazy, I'm just low
I've got nowhere else to go
I'm not sick I'm just upset
As all these thoughts race through my head
I'm so tired of telling lies
Smooth as corbon dioxide.

Victoria had seen and lost her day
She had the makeup tatooed on her face
She just seemed grateful for a place to stay
And wondered of they'd take her kids away.

Three days for tears and slices on her arm
Nine days, my fault for showing them my card
They'd love to do the right thing, and treat us as we are
But good insurance is as rare as heart

I'm not crazy, I'm just low
I've got nowhere else to go
I'm not sick I'm just upset
As all these thoughts race through my head
I'm so tired of telling lies
Smooth as corbon dioxide.