Dec 2017
Happy, happy April Fool’s Day,
Make it a good one
Search terms searching the night away
I have gone too far away
Nothing to breathe
Pleasure and the fume
Fists of a clock
Entering a dark room
When you were younger, you sort of looked like
Lou Reed looked when he was young
Maybe not up close, I was too far away
It was too hard to see
You were all I could see
That's just who you were to me
So many, so meaningless
I could not ever make you exist
I should have kept it zipped
But I turned the vocals up just a little bit
I should have been more kind
But not to you,
I should not have lacked so much in empathy
For all those suffering around me
I should have kept them better company
But it was too hard to see
You were all I could see
Make it a good one
Search terms searching the night away
I have gone too far away
Nothing to breathe
Pleasure and the fume
Fists of a clock
Entering a dark room
When you were younger, you sort of looked like
Lou Reed looked when he was young
Maybe not up close, I was too far away
It was too hard to see
You were all I could see
That's just who you were to me
So many, so meaningless
I could not ever make you exist
I should have kept it zipped
But I turned the vocals up just a little bit
I should have been more kind
But not to you,
I should not have lacked so much in empathy
For all those suffering around me
I should have kept them better company
But it was too hard to see
You were all I could see
Good, good things happen to bad people,
To cruel and unusual people
There is good news, even for bad people
Bad people are never alone
Dumb fathers many children
L’Wren Scott never had any of her own
Seven million, so many, so meaningless
Too many pay too much for this
High prices for good feelings that just don't exist
Do not go back to visit on a day
You have nothing to do or on a day
You have other things to do
Leave it where it is
It is in its place
Un-recaptured
Haunted in empty fairgrounds
Canary not coming back from the coal mine
Missed connection disconnecting
Better keep the past in the past
Lowly places built in place
Of torn down places
To cruel and unusual people
There is good news, even for bad people
Bad people are never alone
Dumb fathers many children
L’Wren Scott never had any of her own
Seven million, so many, so meaningless
Too many pay too much for this
High prices for good feelings that just don't exist
Do not go back to visit on a day
You have nothing to do or on a day
You have other things to do
Leave it where it is
It is in its place
Un-recaptured
Haunted in empty fairgrounds
Canary not coming back from the coal mine
Missed connection disconnecting
Better keep the past in the past
Lowly places built in place
Of torn down places
