as you sleep between the trees i lay above you dreaming and in my bed amidst the leaves i can barely here you screaming and all the things that frighten me are circling in the air it's no surprise they're telling me that it's raining everywhere
as you sleep between the trees the apples have been falling and as i turn toward the breeze i can hear your mother calling and all the things that frighten me get tangled in my hair it's no surprise they're telling me that it's raining everywhere
as you sleep between the trees i lay above you dreaming
the same sun shone through the window glass the table was set with the good plates you came down in your new easter dress and he smiled when he said your name he called you kitten
who knows if you were right or not and who cares if you lost or won you kneel down arranging the wreath you brought and your back is warmed by the same sun he called you kitten
this is sadness and here's what you can do with it leave it in a dumpster for the garbage man to find this is disappointment and here's what you can do with it punch it in the stomach and blacked both it's eyes
and rest assured that you don‘t have to worry i can face your ghost alone unplug the telephone and close the curtains casper's coming home
this is sadness and here's what you can do with it tie it to a cinder block and shove it in the lake this is disappointment and here's what you can do with it lay it out in a casket and drop it in a grave
and rest assured that you don‘t have to worry i can face your ghost alone unplug the telephone and pull the curtains casper's coming home
robots coming through the corn magnus, sir lancelot reborn for you he lays it on the line for you defending human kind built a little wider magnus, robot fighter
robots up around the bend magnus, with you until the end for you he takes it to the wall for you annihilates ‘em all wound a little tighter magnus, robot fighter
magnus is dreaming of the day when robots won't get in the way for you he plays it as it's dealt for you he'll sacrifice himself lit a little brighter magnus, robot fighter scary as a spider magnus, robot fighter
i caught you lying again it's pretty easy if you know how to play so what you say we make it two out of three i heard you're dying again well what disease have you contracted today just as long as you don't give it to me as you don't give it to me
you're waiting tables again and you're counting on a generous tip but then the tipper doesn't always come through you're in the gables again getting ready for a fabulous trip you'd better watch or it could happen to you
when the devil's minions take you down try to mark a path something i can follow when the devil's minions hit the ground you can point and laugh cause i won't let them swallow you down
you're on the trestle again and your toes are hanging over the edge and your reflection's in the water below we'll have to wrestle again but there's a wager that i'm willing to hedge cause you can bet i won't be letting you go
when the devil's minions take you down try to mark a path something i can follow when the devil's minions hit the ground you can point and laugh cause i won't let them swallow you down
the dirt farmer's wife is hanging her laundry on the line she's wasting her life but other than that she's doing fine
the gut wagon rolls trailing a cloud of flies along holding her nose she's trying to hear the buzzard's song
sidewinder spoiled my shot at my precious forget-me-not
it's a red letter day and we've all confessed to petty crimes what can she say that hasn't been said a hundred times the dirt farmer swears his fruit is as fresh as the early spring what does he care that she's finding worms in everything
sidewinder spoiled my shot at my precious forget-me-not claimjumper stole my spot next to me precious forget-me-not
the weed garden grows just outside the kitchen door the dirt farmer knows it won't be in bloom like it was before
sidewinder spoiled my shot at my precious forget-me-not claimjumper stole my spot next to me precious forget-me-not
time marches on so i've heard and i won't contest it still I would like to believe that i've got a bit more time i could tell this to you but i wouldn't try it i'm diving down over you like a fighter pilot but all the ammunition's gone and all the engines have been blown watch it all go up in smoke… oh no
i've been put off in my search for the perfect fortress still i can dream of a place where i know i'd win the fight i could tell this to you but i wouldn't buy it i'm diving down over you like a fighter pilot but all the ammunition's gone and all the engines have been blown watch it all go up in smoke… oh no
interstellar overdrive is playing on her phonograph she believes he's still alive out there in his hovercraft entering the atmosphere it shudders and it breaks apart fragments falling everywhere one hits her heart
your lonely sister is praying for an astronaut she rises from her knees to knock his helmet off
walking in an open field she comes across an ankle bone takes it home and drills a hole and wears it on a leather thong having such an awful time accepting that he's really dead her astronaut's alive and well inside her head
your lonely sister is praying for an astronaut she rises from her knees to knock his helmet off
thirty candles on the birthday cake she tries to blow 'em out does her best but leaves the one still burning it's hard to figure out it's hard to figure out she says picking up the knife when she considers how the one still burning best describes her life she runs her thumb along the knife blade laughing and cuts the bad part away
reverend father on the t.v. set bringing her to god she never met him never held his hand she thinks it's pretty odd she thinks it's pretty odd she says, picking up the gun blue pistol in the screen light glowing there's a job needs done she runs her thumb along the gun sight laughing and blows the bad part away
they found her hanging in the neighbor's barn swinging in the breeze long legged with her toes near touching as pretty as you please as pretty as you please she says picking up the axe she's walking out beyond the woodpile claiming she's gonna bring her back she runs her thumb along the axe head laughing and chops the bad part away
last night it snowed powdered sugar cedars lined the road they looked good enough to eat but i don't think i would i can't imagine that they'd taste too good
a blanket white at least it was when it came down last night the morning brings the rain the blanket's washed away now everything turns back to grey
and now you're there the rain is falling, wetting down your hair i hate to be the one to say i told you so but i believe i might have told you so
so live and learn the snow is melting, never to return cross your t's and dot your i's and write "the end," maybe someday it'll snow again