| Cookie cried for three days, until she couldn’t cry no more
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| she ate the fridge, jumped the bridge and wound up bloated on the shore
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| The children they all pointed at another painted score
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| and somebody asked: 'can I take a picture?'
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| Well the heat down here is brutal, it’s hard to do what’s right
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| the locals shout that you won’t burn out if you don’t ever shine too bright
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| and I wish I was in your back pocket or in your bed tonight
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| I wish that i was loud so you could hear me but oh, no what else must I be?
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| it’s all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you
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| there ain’t nobody who could supersede you
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| we’re not such strangers, so honey I need you right now
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| Now all the streets are paved with petals, the parade is coming through
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| it kind of feels like royalty cause' everyone’s in blue
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| and yellow flowers falling, from a window too
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| falling to the feet of such a coward
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| The mayor is kissing babies, he’s almost way too kind
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| we’re filled to the brim with honest men, they’re just way too hard to find
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| so stare into his Public Eyes and watch his clock unwind
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| then find him old and drowning in the deep end
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| but oh, now
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| what else must I see?
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| It’s all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you
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| there ain’t nobody who could supersede you
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| we’re not such strangers so honey i need you right now
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| You see, I long for a hickory morning with a waltz and trumpet flare
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| i’m doing my best to recover from what time cannot repair
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| and i’m sick of all this solitude and pre-rehearsed despair
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| my eyes are a hundred miles away from sleeping
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| Well I wish you’d write a letter, or telephone to me this place is dark and there ain’t a spark of who I used to be so the sick hearts of the unloved tell the brave souls of the sea:
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| 'we're all closed up, why don’t you come back when we’re open.'
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| but oh, no what else must I be?
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| it’s all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you
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| there ain’t nobody who could supersede you
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| we’re not such strangers so honey I need you right now
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| There’s a cracked and pale mirror, hanging on my wall
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| the church bell rings and the choir sings and I can hear it from the hall
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| Now you might not believe it, but there was no fire at all
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| we just danced for seven days wishing for water
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| Maria tells the fortunes, they line around the bend
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| a dollar for your problems, and five to know the end
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| They come from miles around; |
| like a pack of howling men
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| I wonder what she does with all that money
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| but oh, now
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| what else must i be?
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| it’s all inside my head i guess, but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you
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| there ain’t nobody who could supersede you
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| we’re not such strangers, so honey I need you right now
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| Simple sidewalk painter, says his life is such a bore
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| spends his time with a jug of wine and a palette on the floor
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| he screams: 'Heaven! |
| Take my eyes, cause I can’t paint no more.'
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| Honey, sometimes I feel just like his colors
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| I’m gonna go down to the ocean, I want to fill my boots with sand
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| so the next time that you see me, I’ll be a much more grounded man
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| So go and do whatever it is you do and I’ll do what I can
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| and when we meet again you can try to know me oh hey,
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| what else must I be?
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| it’s all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you
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| there ain’t nobody who could supersede you
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| we’re not such strangers so honey I need you right now
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| they call me pessimistic, but it occured to me that babies are all born crying and dying is never free
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| But I still can’t shake that feeling, that Somebody’s watching me…
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| I just thought that I would tell you |