Theme From Cyrano

What would you have me do?

Seek out some wealthy patron and crawl like a clinging vine up the lordly tree? Rising by deceit and trickery instead of my own strength?
No thank you.

Imitate what others do and dedicate my works to the rich in the hope of arousing a smile of recognition from some sterile face?
No thank you.

Breakfast everyday on insults, wear out my knees and warp my spine with endless bowing and groveling in the dust?
No thank you.

Become a master of hypocrisy and opportunism, never letting my right hand know what my left is doing? Burn incense for some glorified idol of the day? Pull all the proper strings?
No thank you.

Shall I become the captain of some literary cult by writing stupid love songs for wealthy widows and navigate to success with their sighs filling out my sails? Pay some publisher to print my poems and bribe some critic to review them?
No, thank you!

Shall I become the high priest of a petty group of hack writers who dine together once a week?
No, I thank you!

Shall I build my reputation on one flawless poem and never write another? Should I scheme to get my name mentioned in the columns of some newspaper and smack my lips over the little praises written about me?
No, thank you.

Shall I calculate and scheme, live in fear, make visits instead of rhymes, meet all the right people, seek introductions and favors?
No, thank you.
No I thank you . . .
And again, I thank you!

Oh my friend, I prefer to sing, to laugh, to dream, to travel light in my own way, to see things as they are, and speak out without fear, to cock my hat at any angle that I choose, to duel if necessary for a quick “yes” or “no.” I prefer to work alone without any thought of reward, to scorn fame for a journey to the moon. Never write a line that does not ring with sincerity. I shall be content with the fruits and flowers that grow in my garden, no matter how small, because they belong to me. Then if success should come my way, no tribute ever need be paid to Caesar, whatever fortune or misfortune that happens shall be mine and only mine.

And although I may never reach the stature of a great oak tree, I shall never be a parasitic vine. I will climb perhaps to no great height, but I will . . . climb . . . alone.

-translated by Frank Devenport (orig. Edmond Rostand)

H.

What's coming through is alive
What's holding up is a mirror
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn my piss to wine

They're both totally void of hate and
Killing me just the same now

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again

And I feel this coming over like a storm again now
Considerately

Venomous voice tempts me
Drains me bleeds me
Leaves me cracked and empty
Drags me down like some sweet gravity

Take me

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again

And I feel this coming over like a storm again now
And I feel this coming over like a storm again now

I am too connected to
Slip away fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me changing me
Considerately killing me
Considerately killing me again
Considerately killing me
Considerately killing me again

Without the skin here
Beneath the storm
Under these tears now
The walls came down

Once the snake was drowned
And as I look in his eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times

I could have cried then
I should have cried then

As the walls come down
And as I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
I will die
It's all right
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind

I am too connected to you to
Slip away fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me changing me
Considerately killing me
Considerately killing me again
Considerately killing me

-Tool

Porcelina of the Vast Oceans

as far as you take me, that's where I believe
the realm of soft delusions, floating on the leaves
on a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me
as all the thought police, are closing in for sleep
the dilly dally, of my bright lit stay
the steam of my misfortunes
has given me the power to be afraid
and in my mind i'm everyone
and in my mind

without a care in this whole world
without a care in this whole world
without a care in this life
it's what you take that makes it right

porcelina of the oceans blue
porcelina, porcelina

in the slipstream, of thoughtless thoughts
the light of all that's good, the light of all that's true
to the fringes gladly, I walk unadorned
with gods and their creations
with filth and disease
porcelina, she waits for me there
with seashell hissing lullabies
and whispers fathomed deep inside my own
hidden thoughts and alibis
my secret thoughts come alive

without a care in this whole world
without a care in this whole world
without a care in this life
it's what you take that makes it right

and in my mind i'm everyone
in my mind i'm everyone
in my mind i'm everyone of you
you make it right
it's all alright
you make it right

porcelina of the oceans blue
porcelina of the oceans blue

- Billy Corgan

One Of These Days

One of these days
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
To all the good friends I've known
And I'm gonna try
And thank them all
for the good times together
Though so apart we've grown

One of these days
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
To all the good friends I've known
One of these days
one of these days
one of these days
And it won't be long, it won't be long

And I'm gonna thank
That old country fiddler
And all those rough boys
Who play that rock 'n' roll
I never tried to burn any bridges
Though I know I let some good things go

One of these days
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
To all the good friends I've known
One of these days
one of these days
one of these days
And it won't be long, it won't be long

From down in L.A.
All the way to Nashville
From New York City
To my Canadian prairie home
My friends are scattered
Like leaves from an old maple
Some are weak, some are strong

One of these days
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
To all the good friends I've known
One of these days
one of these days
one of these days
And it won't be long, it won't be long

One of these days
one of these days
one of these days
And it won't be long, it won't be long

- Neil Young

Parabol/Parabola

So familiar and overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now
Embracing you, this reality here
This one, this form I hold now, so
Wide eyed and hopeful
Wide eyed and hopefully wild

We barely remember what came before this precious moment
Choosing to be here
Right now. Hold on, stay inside
This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in
This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment
We are choosing to be here
Right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience. Choosing to be here in
This body, this body holding me, be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion

ALIVE!

This holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in
This body, this body holding me, be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion

Swirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
Chance to be… alive and breathing
Chance to be… alive and breathing

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember, we are eternal all this pain is an illusion

-Tool

Be For Real

Are you back in my life to stay
Or is it just for today
Oh, that you're gonna need me?
If it's a thrill you're looking for
Honey I'm flexible. Oh, yeah

Just be for real, won't you, baby?
Be for real, oh, baby
You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again

So you see I'm not naive
I just would like to believe
Ah, what you tell me
So don't give me the world today
And tomorrow take it away
Don't do that to me, darling

Just be for real won't you, baby?
Be for real won't you, baby?
You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again
Been hurt so many times
You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again

I don't give a damn about the truth, baby
Except for the naked truth. Oh yeah

Just be for real won't you, baby?
Be for real won't you, baby?
You see I, I don't want to be hurt by love again
Oh no, oh no
It's just that I, I don't want to be hurt by love again

Thanks for the song, Mr. Knight

-Leonard Cohen

Plume

Oh yeah
Another day
Oh yeah
Gotta play
What it is
It never was
I don't care
To give enough

My boredom has outshined the sun
It's all down low
I just want to have some
Little fun

Oh yeah
Another day
Oh yeah
What a waste
What it is
It never was
I don't care
Or give a fuck

My boredom has outshined the sun
It's all down low
I just want to have some
Little fun

Bring me down
Bring me down

- Billy Corgan and James Iha

Ocean Size

wish I was ocean size
they cannot move you
no one tries
no one pulls you
out from your hole
like a tooth aching a jawbone...

i was made with a heart of stone
to be broken
with one hard blow
i've seen the ocean
break on the shore
come together with no harm done...

it ain't easy living...

i want to be
as deep
as the ocean
mother ocean, yeah

some people tell me
home is in the sky
in the sky lives a spy
i want to be more like the ocean
no talking
all action...
no talking
all action...

-Perry Farrell

Sphere of Existence

My sphere of existence
What will it take to fill up this hole?
I dance around in eight figures
This comedy bouncing off this lost soul

I get lost, I’m last, I forget
Yeah, I dance

Could you be my reflection?
Could I be your exception?

Can you read my mind?
Stuck here in my own eternity
I’m looking through the backside of a mirror
To me you don’t see what we could be

You’re like my inverse reflection
You could complete this dimension in time

Could you be my reflection?
Could I be your exception?

I observe my fear thing
Will doesn’t stop it if I just run away
My heart bangs around this garbage can
Try to lift my mask to reveal my face

Maybe I’ll see what you think
I could be your fool forever someday, yeah

Could you be my reflection?
Could I be your exception?

-NED Grimes

It’s the End Of The World as We Know It (and I Feel Fine)

That's great it starts with an earthquake birds and snakes an aeroplane- Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane listen to yourself churn world serves its own needs don't mis-serve your own needs feed it up a knock speed grunt no strength no ladder structure clatter with fear of height down height wire in a fire represent the seven games in a government for hire and a combat site left her wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck team by team reporters baffled trump tethered crop look at that low plane fine then uh oh overflow population common group but it'll do save yourself serve yourself world serves its own needs listen to your heart bleed tell me with the rapture and the reverent in the right- right. You vitriolic patriotic slam fight bright light feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock TV hour don't get caught in foreign tower slash and burn return listen to yourself churn lock him in uniform and book burning blood letting every motive escalate automotive incinerate light a candle light a motive step down step down watch a heel crush crush uh oh this means no fear cavalier renegade and steer clear a tournament a tournament a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide Mount St. Edelite LEONARD BERNSTEIN Leonid Brezhnev Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs birthday party cheesecake jelly bean boom you symbiotic patriotic slam but neck right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine….

-Michael Stipe

Go On Ahead

You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

I believe we have things to do
I believe in myself and I believe in you
I believe when I sleep you are near to me
When you sleep I am near to you

You walk out of the room with your hands so deep
in your pockets, I don't recognize you
You say you're a ghost in our house and I realize
I do think I see through you

So, you go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

It's a death in our love that has brought us here
It's a birth that has changed our lives
It's a place that I hope we'll be leaving soon
And I fear for the year in his eyes

And it goes around in circles
One night is lovely, the next is brutal
And you and me are in way over our heads with this one
It's hard to admit it
But you hold me and I can't feel you
We hurt but we smile
I promise I'll make it back when the summer has warmed me awhile

You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You make me feel funny
I'm no ordinary lover or friend

I believe we have things to do
I believe in myself and I believe in you
I believe when I sleep you are near to me
When you sleep I am near to you

-Liz Phair

Mouthful of Cavities

(Listen, man, I’ve got the window open- hear the cats? Listen….)

Mouthful of cavities
Your soul’s a bowl of jokes
And everyday you remind me
How I’m desperately in need

See, I got a lot of fiends around
And they’re peaking through nothing new
They see you
They see everything you do

Seeing everything on the inside, out

Oh, please give me a little more
And I’ll push away those baby blues
’Cause one of these days this will die
So will me and so will you

I write a letter to a friend of mine
I tell him how much I used to love to
Watch him smile
See I haven’t seen him smile in a little while

Haven’t seen him smile in a little while

But, I know you’re laughin’ from the
Inside out
Laughin’ from the inside out
I know you’re laughin’ from the
Inside out
Laughin’ from the inside
From the inside
From the inside, out

-Blind Melon

Just Like a Woman

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.

She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.

She takes just like a woman, yes,
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear
That I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.

Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.

-Bob Dylan

Rain Song #1

It gets cold outside
When you're out under the rain
You can feel the teardrops fall
As they land in your palm
And each one has a claim

When it's cold, it's dark
But still we cover our eyes
Sometimes we must see right through them
Right through the rain
And put the stars in the sky

What do you mean I can't get out of the rain?

There must be someplace we can go
So pack your bags for happiness
Maybe we'll escape the storm
I don't want to be alone in this lonely land
Just want to get out to feel
What it's like outside my head
Instead of trapped inside its wheel

I've got a picture I keep inside my head
A thousand colored pics I'm gonna frame
But when the rain pours down inside my mind
It takes it all away

What do you mean I can't get out of the rain?

-Damon McLaughlin

The North Ship, Stanza XXIV

Love, we must part now: do not let it be
Calamitous and bitter. In the past
There has been too much moonlight and self-pity:
Let us have done with it: for now at last
Never has sun more boldly paced the sky,
Never were hearts more eager to be free,
To kick down worlds, lash forests; you and I
No longer hold them; we are husks, that see
The grain going forward to a different use.

There is regret. Always, there is regret.
But it is better that our lives unloose,
As two tall ships, wind-mastered, wet with light,
Break from an estuary with their courses set,
And waving part, and waving drop from sight.

-Philip Larkin

Change

I don’t feel the sun’s coming out today- it’s staying in; it’s gonna find another way….
As I sit here in this misery, I don’t think I’ll ever (no, Lord) see the sun from here.

And, oh, as I fade away, they’ll all look at me and say- and they’ll say, “Hey, look at him! I’ll never live that way!” And that’s okay; they’re just afraid to change.

When you feel life ain’t worth living, you’ve got to stand up and take a look around you; then look up way to the sky (yeah)- and when your deepest thoughts are broken, keep on dreamin’ boy ‘cause when you stop dreamin’ it’s time to die.

And as we all play parts of tomorrow (oh, no), some ways will work and in other ways we’ll pay; but I know we can’t all stay here forever, so I want to write my words on the face of today- and then they’ll paint it….

And, oh, as I fade away (uh, huh), they’ll all look at me and say- they’ll say, “Hey, look at him, and where he is these days!” When life is hard you have to change; when life is hard you have to change.

-Blind Melon

Are You Experienced?

If you can just get your mind together then come on across to me.
We’ll hold hands and then we’ll watch the sunrise from the bottom of the sea.
But first… are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have….

I know, I know; you’ll probably scream and cry that your little world won’t let you go.
But who in your measly little world are you trying to prove that you’re made out of gold and you can’t be sold?
So… are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have….
Let me prove it to you!

Trumpets and violins I can hear in the distance.
I think they’re calling our name.
Maybe now you can’t hear them, but you will (ha-ha) if you just take hold of my hand.
Oh… but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful….

-Jimi Hendrix

Walk

find myself singing the same songs everyday
ones that make me feel good
when things behind the smiles ain't okay

around and over and in between the seas
i need to be on top of a mountain
where i can see everything
'cause this paranoia's getting old

now as i open my eyes to start another day
i'm in a pile of puke
empty bag of excuses
my love for friends and family
you know i need them

and under a sun that's seen it all before
my feet are so cold
and i can't believe that i have to bang my
head against this wall again
but the blows they have just a little more
space in between them

gonna take a breath and try again

-blind melon

Oh Yes

there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.

-charles bukowski

The Afghan Whigs black love

I’ve literally put on this album in the presence of others more than once only to quickly turn it off hoping nobody noticed that it was expressing my innermost private thoughts so exactly. I lifted the following lyrics (written by Greg Dulli) verbatim from the liner notes. On the album, several lines are repeated. Thank you, John Paul, for introducing me to this band so many years ago. I don’t forget shit like that. I don’t forget who my friends are even when I’m being an asshole to them. I don’t try to be an asshole; I really don’t. I just am. I know it's hard to believe how naively inconsiderate I can be. Today I jokingly told someone I think it’s important to force people to try to remember why they like me. Lord knows if and why anybody does.

The thing about never following anybody else’s assumptions is that then you’re forced to blindly improvise life as you go, and when you fuck it up you have nobody but yourself to blame, and there is no absolution. Sorry for my fuck-ups. Oh, and fuck you for blaming me for the shit that wasn’t my fault.


Crime Scene Part One

Tonight, tonight I say goodbye
To everyone who loves me
Stick it to my enemies, tonight
Then I disappear
Bathe my path in shining light
Set the dials to thrill me
Every secret has its price
This one’s set to kill

Too loose, too tight, too dark, too bright
A lie, the truth, which one should I use?
If the lie succeeds
Then you’ll know I was mean
When I tell you I have secrets
To attend

Do you think I’m beautiful?
Or do you think I’m evil?
Will you take me for a ride?
The one that never ends
Too loose, too tight, too dark, too bright
A lie, the truth, which one shall I use?
If the lie succeeds
Then you’ll know I was mean
When I tell you I have secrets
To attend

Tonight, tonight I say goodbye
To everything that thrills me
As I throw the chains
I forged in life
To shatter on the floor

As I dream all the evidence
Is piling against me
As I breathe the essence rare
Is falling off the vine
And if you knew, just how smooth
I could stop it on a dime
You could meet me at the scene of the crime


My Enemy

I hear the whispers, baby
If what they say is true
They say I killed the brother
To fall in love with u

These words I heard them once before
A conversation I believe
How does a man begin 2 fall
When he does practice 2 deceive?
There was a voice behind my back
His face I could not see it clear
The voice was so familiar, though
I knew my enemy was near

The sun iz gone
And the sky iz black
So get your ass out from
Behind my back
I told u once
And I told u all
And I told it like it was (sic)

U can’t
Have me
If u can’t
Catch me
Out of your mind bent on revenge
To think I once called u my friend
U want the dog? I’ll let him out
Come and get some baby


Double Day

It was a Saturday
I came home early drunk with love
And other things
I must confess I love it all
Pretend that I can hardly wait
To wipe the smile off your face
It’s only when
On that you can depend

Later that afternoon
My paranoia got the best of me
I knew it would, it always do
I made the call
Pretend that I can hardly wait
To put that smile back on my face
It’s coming soon
I’m going to the moon

If you pretend, then I imitate
My friend, come crucify my heart
I wanna get it on
I wanna get it on

And in the evening when I sleep
My situation changes nightly
Sometimes it comes, sometimes it goes
Sometimes I feel I’ll never know

Tonight’s the night I take it home
White knuckle happy and alone
With no one in the room but me
I see I finally see


Blame, Etc.

My lust it ties me up
In chains
My skin catches fire at the
Mention of your name
No matter what I tried 2 do
I could not lose it

Now I know my heart
Is being used
But what I’m not allowed to have
I never could refuse
No matter what I tried 2 do
I stood accused

I reply, that I don’t believe
I’m never gonna die, I don’t
Do u?

Blame, deny, betray, divide
A lie, the truth
Which one shall I use?
Whatcha gonna do?
I know
Whatcha gonna do?
I know, I know, I know

Your sanctimony
Is showing my dear
The acrimony
Hangs in the air
Beware of who u trust
In this world
Beware the lies about
2 unfurl

I reply, that I don’t believe
I’m never gonna die, I don’t
Do u?
U were blind
But u are not alone in this
As I, once was
Like u
Blame, etc.


Step Into The Light

Whenever the light shines
And the stillness is shaken
And the drug of your smile has gone
And left me alone
I need it bad, I need it now
Won’t you come and give me some?
I need it sweet, baby please
Won’t you answer the phone?
Step into the light, baby
Just give me the word
And I will begin
Step into the light, baby
And see the trouble I’m in
The light has gone
My love has gone
The good times have gone
Away
I have to ask, I need to know
Was it ever love?
I need it sweet, baby please
Come and give me some


Going To Town

Lover mine
Get your coat and come outside
I wanna take you for a ride
On into town

Lover fair
We’ll be looking sharp, I swear
I want them all to stop and stare
When we take ‘em down

Go to town, burn it down, turn around and get your stroll on, baby
I’ll get the car
You get the match
And gasoline

And as we ride
Away into the countryside
I feel as though I must confide
There is a cost
When you say
Now we got Hell to pay
Don’t worry, baby, that’s okay
I know the boss


Honky’s Ladder

Got u where I want u
Motherfucker
I got 5ive up on your dime
And if u wanna peep on something
Peep what I got stuck between
Your eyes
And since I don’t believe
A word u say
Save it for another, baby brother
Swallow time 2 pay

Up on the ladder they sing
How high?
Does a brother have 2 climb
2 touch the light

But wait ‘til I get done
With u
If u tell me
“Don’t get mixed up with the Devil”
That’s exactly
What I’m gonna do

Caught u while u waited
For your boy 2 come
And fix u up again
Come a little closer, baby
I only wanna try 2
Be your friend
Since I ain’t got nothing
Left 2 lose
Got u where I want u
Motherfucker
Don’t u try 2 move

Up on the ladder they sing
How high?
Does a brother have 2 climb
2 touch the light
Won’t u take me up there
With you? U said u would
No one ever could shake
That ladder like I could

So I wait…


Night by Candlelight

Repeat these words
After me
In all honesty
Repeat these words
After me
If you dare to believe this
Yourself

Am I vain? Have I shame?
Are my thoughts of a man
Who can call himself sane?
Do I blame, all my pain
On the wickedness
I have arranged?
If I do, bring it down

Repeat these words
After me
In all honesty
Repeat these words
After me
If you dare to believe this
Yourself

Am I vain? Have I shame?
Are my thoughts of a man
Who can call himself sane?
Is my fate, all the same
As the man who has
Walked the line straight?
If it is, bring it down

And I, I must rely, my dear
And I, cannot deny, my dear
There will be a reckoning
Which was, is
And is to come

Repeat these words
After me
In all honesty
Repeat these words
After me
If you dare
To believe


Bulletproof

Love
I can’t hide
But it’s been easier
Since I said it now
Love
It don’t end
And I can’t buy
A friend

I waited long
The waiting’s over
So get on down
This time we go a little lower
The sun has broke
I stretch it out
And throw some gas into the fire
To tell the truth
To tell it well
It all depends upon the liar
And if I scream, overboard
I’m in this over my head
Or whisper sweet
Baby please, baby please
Am I ded?

Every time I dream about you, baby
With your hands all over me
I never forget anything
Don’t forget that I’m asleep

Go to sleep
It’s over now
A final prayer for my friend
You tell that fool, to make it good
You have to start at the end
And if I scream, overkill
I’m in this over my head
Or whisper sweet, baby please
I must have meant what I said


Summer’s Kiss

Did you feel the breeze
My love
Summer’s kiss is over, baby
Over
Do you know the words?
Sing along with me
And put on your rose fur coat, baby
It’s 1973

My love, this dream I have each night
I stare into a blinding light
Alone, I stare

Demons, be gone
Away from me
And come on down to the corner
I got something I want you to see
The burning sun
Too hot for shade
Come lay down in the cool grass
With me, baby let’s watch that
Summer’s fade

My love, this dream I have each night
I stare into a blinding light
Alone, I stare
So sweet
This dream is not a dream
A wake with it
Inside of me
Alone, I swear


Faded

you can believe in me, baby
Can I believe in you?
What you don’t know
Can hurt you, child
All the things a mind can
Do to you

If I go bad
From time to time
Love to love but love is not
My only crime
Bathe the path, shine the light
Better get your ass up on
The mountain, baby
I’ll take you up tonight

Faded
This I feel
Behind the blue clouds
I remain concealed
Lord, lift me out of the night
Come on, look down
And see the mess I’m in tonight

You can believe in me, baby
Can I believe in you?
I wish I could remember what
You said, when I said
Enough

You said
Good boy… bad boy… killjoy
Get your ass over here, boy
And since I know
Myself so well
Don’t breathe a word
Don’t you ever tell

You can believe in me, baby
Can I believe in you?
That secret’s gonna kill you
In the end
It’s gonna kill
You