orchestra for the listless

heard rubber legs heard rubber legs heard it auntered int he air wasted plastered down resting on the edges of my afterthought nucleur fallout it's all okay if i say so think so before this after this wasting away at dawn thinking of things to say talk about read aloud old stories wtih morals eat your cheerios high in fiber all that give me hopw a way home i know it's there i know your home pick up pick up answer the phone answer my calling card dial tone digits murmured in the phone long lost other end i know the words the ways with mineral loud and clear on the soft page radio player red wagon for children drag your toychest soft around the block bring us all back home safe and sound does this give me the right to breathe?

i went stepped sturdy ont he stairs heard it raging in the sky falling water droplets on us all wanting us home waiting by the phone call waiting by the television for news from home we can't all be soldiers of fortune soldiers of love lust the rest is just falling apart as it always does as we always meant for it to always wanted it to be caring and gentle warranted and wakeful it's so impossible to sleep this way goddamn our garnished plates.

it was dark still rubber legs a water from the sky heard it heard it fall from the range rover give us a ride to gasoline dreams destory your mind mangle your hopes and wish i was time pattern it could all be beauitful if you want it if you still want it it can be yours and sitting at home and worried for our safety worried for our madness it is all the way we planned it is the way we planned it the way we wanted it could it ever be?

so sat back sit back rubber legs rubber legs on the airwaves on the midnight hour prophesy leroy tells us tales tells us truth but doesn't mean it doesn't know what he's saying can you give me a chance to clarify?

i know i know it's falling falling endless dropping plopping from the sky wistless whispers waiting on sunshine and it will all be okay when we tell ourselves it will. but does that matter?

2002-09-23 | 2:32 a.m.
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