Flowing with a pulse Trailing out behind It's the mainstream That creates the ripples Caused by the rush Running in a daydream It disappears... It disappears... The exhaust forms Concentric circles Will you get out? Beyond the smokescreen What comes into focus Is the thing you are without Nothing in the mirror... Nothing in the mirror... With the Jetset do you try to keep up And wind yourself up in the spin___ Now the Jetstream Fades to thin air You're able To see right in You see nothing appears... You see nothing appears__

Thud ===== Out in the new world Everything is so big Unaware of danger You cross over the bridge Do you think it's a good idea To stop and look over the edge? If you fall for me, will you land on your feet? Peering down below It doesn't look so far The place I want to be How is it to be there? Only the sweetest spot on Earth As long as I'm in your arms (dear) If I fall for you, do I land on my feet? I could follow you Winding the lonely road We would walk hand in hand Wide-eyed we go alone If we fall, do we have to land at all?

Break ===== I've known you for only seconds, But I can sense the secrets that you hide I hope you walk on by, But you make a point to tell me your lies Going on without a pause Fatigued by the awful wait Sever the bonds that keep you strong But it's you who carries the weight Empty house to Rest from the hectic pace Shot by looks If only you'd take a break Bones might shatter Muscles could tear But I won't break As if you care Empty shell with the Rocks on the shore Try to stand up And endure some more

Intuit ===== I want you to see inside I want to see if you mind I want you deep inside Then I'll know you're mine Everyone wants to know what it's like To have someone who can crawl up Inside up into your head I want you to look inside I want to show you my mind I want to let you inside So you'll know you're mine Be my twin, Someone that I'll let in Read my mind Read my mind See inside See my mind

Colorbind ======== Wastin' all the time that ain't so free Stuck on the outside surface of me I wish I could give you Good energy But you're too busy judgin' The skin you see Pick a route other than the same old way Take off the blindfold and greet the day Bound and gagged, or just won't say? You know these thoughts won't go away Illusions distract I feel the impact The first thing you see makes you react, With all the rappin' 'bout Injustice done The same song each day Still goes unsung If colors are to Be forgotten, Better eat it soon Before it's rotten, You're holding the greatest fruit in life, Issues of words beyond black and white Bound and gagged, or just won't say? You know these thoughts won't go away, Pick a route other than the same old way, Take off the blindfold and greet the day How many blanks did you fill? How many moments do you kill? There seems to be a shade that blocks you still and lack of information as to my skills / lack of skills Feel the impact Illusions distract The first thing you see Makes you react Maybe if you only Read my words Would the meaning still be a blur? What wrong things would you infer? You can't drive, but you chauffeur .

Men Of Steel =========== If the telephone rings at 3am You know it's trouble Your stuff is always ready You're out the door in minutes You know someone is threatening To jump off your bridge Men of steel they're called Men of steel they're called Rivet wrestlers Cowboys in the sky... We're the only ones Dumb enough to do it, In fact we're the only ones With enough equipment, Knowledge of the bridge, And courage to go over the rail Men of steel they're called Men of steel they're called Rivet wrestlers Cowboys in the sky... (Raga) If you're an iron worker on the Golden Gate Bridge and the telephone rings at 3am, you know it's trouble. You know someone is threatening to jump off your bridge. Your stuff is always ready; you're out the door in minutes. If you aren't too late, you climb out onto the cold steel and try to talk some lost soul off the beam or wrestle him or her to safety. Many suicide attempts are impulsive; lives can be salvaged. But if you fail, if the person jumps into that bottomless fog, "there's no describing how helpless you feel," says Ken Hopper, a Golden Gate Bridge iron-worker for 17 years. Men of called, they're called. They fix and maintain the world's most amazing tinker-toy. But, what qualifies these rivet-wrestlers to perform the delicate psychological task of suicide prevention? "We're the only ones dumb enough to do it," says Hopper, a bear of a guy with a bushy mustache and a sensitive side. In fact, they're the only ones with enough equipment, knowledge of the bridge, and courage to go over the rail. Suicide rescue duty is voluntarily, but the bridge's iron-workers all take their turns. Sometimes a police psychologist will be at the scene, more often the rescuers are on their own. "Suicide prevention experts have come to give us seminars," Hopper says. "They talk to these people on the phone. We deal with them face to face." Often a would-be jumper is locked in a private mental zone and the trick is to get his or her attention. Some tricks that have worked: "Hey, if you're going to jump, at least give me your mom's phone number so i can call her to tell her."; "That's a nice watch, if you're going to jump, can i have it?" Sometimes all it takes is the voice of a human who cares: "Look, I've been through some hard times myself. I know it's possible to get help." Hopper estimates he's rescued about 30 people, and lost three. The losses haunt him. Hopper once talked down an 18 year old college student. The next morning, while at a press conference to announce a new bridge suicide prevention program, the same teenager walked back onto the bridge and jumped. Another time, Hopper arrived at a rescue just in time to see a man fling his two year old daugher off the bridge, and then jump, himself. "Once in a great while," Hopper says, "one of the guys will get a note from someone they talked down. It's a treasure; it's like gold." Usually there's no follow-up, no closure. Hopper says that's a sore spot; you help save a life, he says, you become involved in that life. A few years ago, it all got to be too much for Hopper. He had his name removed from the rescue call list and underwent therapy. As soon as he felt like he had a handle on things again, he put his name back on the list. "It got to the point, it was more difficult NOT to do it."

World Of Dust's tabla beat pattern, is the structural and rhythmic spine to the song. The basic cycle, is an ascending pattern, each bar containing from 1 to 13 beats (in reverse, for the last 3 cycles of the song, after the "hinge"). And yes, obviously the number 13 had many positive connections to Wide-Eyed as a group, and us individually, so naturally, i focused on that number for this. As mentioned in the "notes", this was the song i was working on, when Tina proposed the idea of the band to me, so 13 was an aspect from the outset (not to mention our band's address of 1339 (39 being 13x3, of course) Apt. 13 (shown on LUCK's back cover) I wanted to capture a consistent feel, yet have the song open up on further examination, including the palindromic nature of each individual cycle, as well as the more obvious symmetry of the song as a whole. In my mind, i visualized the pattern as sort of an audio mandala (though to say that sounds pretentious, it originated from an innocent, genuine place within myself). It began as a personal exercise for my own practice, and recording; i didn't set out to add to Indian music, but if it were considered to be an addition, it is only a small reciprocation from me, for all that i have received from the sublime music of India. -Patrick Each beat #1 should be stressed. As the beats are counted out, all have equal time value, and are in consistent tempo. Tabla pattern in visual symmetry: 1 12 123 12-12 123 12 123-123 12-12 123 12-12-12-12 123-123-123 1 123-123-123 12-12-12-12 123 12-12 123-123 12 123 12-12 123 12 1 Pattern broken down numerically: (1): 1 (2): 12 (3): 123 (4): 12-12 (5): 123-12 (6): 123-123 (7): 12-12-123 (8): 12-12-12-12 (9): 123-123-123 (10): 1-123-123-123 (11): 12-12-12-12-123 (12): 12-12-123-123-12 (13): 123-12-12-123-12-1

Invaders Retreat ============== Like a cat With a mouse You think it's yours, But it's not Intruding on the space Invaders retreat Invaders retreat Like a snake With a rock You think it's yours, But it's not Crowding all the space Invaders retreat Invaders retreat Like a boy With a box You think it's yours, but it's not.

(protest song) ============ Look at the clouds In the smoke-filled sky Look at the disbelief In my eyes I set no fire flames consume The hatred of brothers Will burn the room Too many people In too tight a space No one stops to help us Avoid any answer Destroy our living space There's a fire on tonight And it's not the sun Who sets this fire? Smoke consumes No time to retire No man on the moon No one is certain Who owns this place, Does it even matter? Deaf to the answers Survival is a race There's a fire on tonight And it's not the sun.

Coldwater ======== Sometime in early night Crossing town They approached the light Everything seems all right It turned green, thay didn't have a clue Without looking both ways They started through Everything seems all right The other cars were sitting tight Everybody knows She runs the lights Everything seemed all right...

Deadline ======== I've gotta make my deadline Or I'm dead meat on a line Lost, in search of a sign The hidden piece I cannot find I've got no time for waitin' In this never-ending line (and that's just the beginning) Can't find a helping hand Drownin' in this barren land So much for my plans A millionth time to begin again Everywhere I see my hourglass Runnin' low on sand Either way, it's not right Slowly you'll start to feel You'll fall out of sight Nightmares fill my sleep I need to unwind Then I wake up to find I've wasted so much precious time I'm closer than ever To my deadline I don't have the time For this standin' still line Heart in search for signs The peace inside I cannot find 'Til I'm dead meat on a line But, did I make my deadline?

Blanketed White ============= And what could it be? Falling from the sky Looking down on life Changing the keys Blanketed white Sensuous light A solid rain Cleanse the air And what do you see? Floating in the sky Looking down on life And changing the keys Changing the key Looking down on life Floating in the sky What do you see? Blanketed White Warm starlight Sudden rain Fills the air What do you see? What do you see? Blanketed white A contrast to night See-through rain A lens in the air (A) Mist the sun Burns away Dust blown by the Invisible, invincible Wind

Toledo ====== Toledo (Nice and slow) Neighbors on porches Crickets making noises Everything's great in Toledo Maumee (mommy) Nothing ever hurts Can't find a speck of dirt Everything's clean in Toledo Ohio (now I know) Smiles for everyone Everyone's in the sun Everything's right in Toledo Something's wrong in Toledo La La, La-La-La La...

Commotion ========== There was a young lad Lived with his mom and dad You wanna hear noise you know you really want to You gotta hear noise you know you really want to You wanna hear noise you know you really got to You gotta hear noise you know you really got to He knew a lot about a small space He had noise come slap him in the face So he did not know time or place Got to Want to You wanna make noise you know you really want to You gotta make noise you know you really want to You wanna make noise you know you really got to You gotta make noise you know you really got to He Heard Music (Ms. Python: "Why do you kids always have to make such a commotion?")

Buca ==== From your mouth Invisible clown lips move One and the same The restaurant and his stage name Beppo, Beppo... Beppo___ Glimpse the obsession Then hide the regression There are already plans in place In the basement Innocent eater At lunch from his job I am witness to the horror A hit from an imagined mob From his mouth Soft words Before the shouting began He never even ran Beppo, Beppo... Beppo___ Blood, wine or tomato sauce, No one can distinguish the three You'd better have another drink To look again and see If what you think you saw Was really what you thought you saw And if it was all really true ("Raow") Glimpse the aggression That led to the transgression All could see the plan taking place In the basement From their mouths Lips shape the words That cannot begin to tell Just how far This clown Fell__

Should Have Known It Was Dead ========================== Empty spaces Void of faces Wouldn't you know Out of all the places It would be here Should have known it was dead Cracks in the streets Nobody speaks There's no sound, no music, No feel, no beat Definitely not here Should have known it was dead Broken glass It's in the past It'd be better if you just didn't ask What happened here? Should have known it was dead

Warm ===== Stop, stare It fills up the air Is it just me? Do they hear what i see? If you looked right here You could lose your fears And maybe it's a comforting form And maybe it keeps you warm Time designned to find your mind Time refined to fill your mind Time is mine to find If you looked right here You could lose your fears Maybe it's the attractive form Maybe it makes you warm Walking home in the cold You see the lights ahead Coming in from the storm Go to the fire to get warm If you looked right here You could lose your fears Maybe the strength will form Maybe you're getting warm

Shaggy ====== The way your face is looking saggy Reminds me of something raggedy Like a doll, but your eyes are baggy Keepin' time, but the beats are draggy Still you're not concerned With the way your candle burns To the middle from both ends Do you consider yourself your friend? You've got a dog, but her name is Maggie So tell me why they call you "Shaggy" Playing with time, but the beats are draggy Is it because of that fat, little baggie? The slow motion turns A gradual burn What's coming 'round the bend? - It could be the end.

Water Boiled ========== The air I breathe Is poison to me But still i breathe all the same An endless search For life on Earth Wishing it was just a game Lots of sound But no one around Children's rhymes Seem to pass the time Bored depression Is hard to beat I drink my water boiled Even that is spoiled let alone everything I eat It's hard to relax Waiting on surprise attacks Emotions like wax I start seeing the cracks Far past logic and facts Still I've gotta watch my back Lots of sound but no one around I don't know about A thousand years from now Or a hundred or even just one When things go this way It's a welcome day When the Earth gets swallowed by the sun

Hidden Drive ============ Half a day off in another week So many questions that never speak Earplugs might just ruin the taste Of the solid sculpture reduced to paste Fell to the concrete From the sky Rising from his knees With a hidden drive Half a day off in an unending week The devil in the details that no one speaks Earplugs might just ruin the taste Of the solid sculpture reduced to paste Fell to her knees From the sky Rising from the concrete With a hidden drive

Boxes ===== Building boxes, Got to build the boxes We're a higher animal, We leave the dirt behind Carpet and four walls Are what we have in mind Fixtures, frames and furniture Add our own design Build the boxes, We've got to build more boxes The roof and the windows Will keep out the elements No insects or intruders Are all added benefits Everyone wants their own place, Either castle or tenement What do you think, wood grows on trees? Just pick the apple 'cause it's free? Might work for them, but not you and me. Why can't we just walk away and Let it be? All these people must have a place; Doesn't matter if this leaves no empty space. Everyone needs a baby with a matching face As long as we keep this up, there won't Be a trace. Building boxes, Build more boxes Do you have a place with a spiral stair? Maybe a home always recirculating air? Just make sure to give it that personal flair. Why don't you just put that couch over there?

Distraction ========= Endless advertisements Filled with truths half full It's reached saturation They're pushing while they pull Rain falling down til everybody drowns So many traps, kind of makes you Feel like you might - snap I can reach a state Where I dread interaction Not out of hate - just overloaded To distraction Complex infractions When criminals use the laws Then they vanish behind a clause And take a bow at the applause You're losing traction, Falling to distraction Constant interruptions Never a word to the wise If I can't see behind it, At least I see the disguise Getting cut down pound for pound Stuck and jammed, kind of makes you Feel like you've been - slammed I can reach a state Where I dread interaction Not out of hate, just overloaded To distraction What's your' distraction?

Keep My Word =========== You listen, but with no response As I talk about things I never seem to do A tell-tale smirk behind those eyes Because you know right now, I have no follow-through Why can't I ever do as I say?! Why do I promise everyday?! Why is it that I have no shame?! Why am I so fucking lame?! If only I would just get off my ass There's so much that I want to do Why do I keep repeating the past? I guess it's just because I'm not in the mood Keep my word Keep my word Keep my word I might be ready for a change of pace Maybe for once I'll keep my word Can't stand dropping out of the race Sick and tired of looking absurd Keep my word Keep my word Keep my word

Wish Away ========= Wish away the endless night Concentrate and all is bright Who are you but the setting sun? What remains when the day is done? Only the clear evening sky A billion stars, a billion eyes Wish away the endless day The thrashing winds, the leaves in fray Who are you in the morning's dawn? What is seen when the dark is gone? Hiding in the clear, star-filled sky A billion eyes, a billion "why"s It's only a wish away It's only a wish away

Likeitlikeitis ========= A special occasion That comes every year On your mind As the event draws near We do not like surprises We do not like surprises A predictable course That does not deviate Has worked for the others Let's just replicate We do not like surprises We do not like surprises We do not like surprises So scared of Sammy Davis Junior vision In their faces Like the bars of a prison Have no plan To rethink their position In their minds Then, there's no decision

Peels ===== People drive away Three shifts each day Til late one night It was the bright lights See the peels on the ground Thrown out, left behind The black peels on the ground The solid yellow line Does crazy things to the mind Bent metal broken glass cart, hit stays deer Smacked off track, couldn't steer clear See the peels on the ground Thrown out, left behind The black peels on the ground All they left was the rind See the peels on the ground Thrown out, left behind The solid yellow line Does crazy things to the mind

Explain It To Me ============ Why do I resist Getting out of bed? I keep resetting the alarm instead Sleep is always The best escape But in my dreams I'm still awake - awake Why do I resist Walking out the door? Home leaves me wanting more A lot can happen once you leave A lot more than we want to believe Why do i fight sometimes Just to breathe? Would you please Explain it to me? Why do I resist A helping hand? I don't believe in my fellow man We're headed downhill Too fast to stop Falling back down From the top Why do I fight sometimes Just to breathe? Why am I so blind I can't see? Can you do anything To help me? Won't you please Explain it to me?

Intertwined ========= Weave the waterlogged wood Form the strong vessel The design, intricate and good To twist with another To twist with another Take the small strands of damp hair Braids that twist and turn Together, such a nice pair To clasp o'er and fold We know the rope is going to hold No matter what the weight It withstands the night and day Heat and cold To wind about something Time and again We return to each other Find that we fit Never to be replaced With another To twist with another

Perigee ====== Somehow empty But dirty all the same The bus stop stands there Sitting alone in the rain The city filled with air And people to breathe it all in There's not so much life here As there once had been Closer and closer We elipse each other in time The magnetism pulls us Regardless of the words we say Our own minds fool us To think it's another way Closer and closer We elipse each other in time A hollow shadow That touches us all around No one will be nearer Yet never utter a sound Closer and closer We elipse each other in time Closer and closer We eclipse each other in time

The Crunch ========== Salad and oatmeal Wiped out, wound up Time's out, wake up I read a book I write a page outside In a gorcery store On a couch In a boat Just as I'm about to Grab the box The ceiling opens up I jumped To a rock It was awful green grass that day The birds, the lizards take turns Come on quick, I can't be late Come on quick, I can't be late

Visible Product ============ She's never wrong She knows with who And how long It's the strangest form Of extra sensory perception I've seen No single detail Escapes her attention Like a Santa Claus for sex, She knows everything Perversions are clear Whether she likes it or not She's learned not to fear, Like many things She's taught herself She's never wrong She knows with whom And how long It's the strangest form Of character assessment I've seen Something deeper Than others can see She could be treated Like a fearsome alien being if they knew

Lost Dog ======== Even when you Were just brand new Less than one year old Didn't fit the mold Hard to be judged For unseen brains Surrounded by people On the train Something about this body Made them disregard Whether or not She was actually marred But sweet On the inside The mutt Keeps roaming From street to street Not even a chance For a second glance She walks through the crowd The silence is loud Ignoring the fact She's being ignored She's not interested But she's not bored It seems she's winning A different race If you catch a glimpse Of the smile on her face Sweet on the inside The mutt keeps roaming From street to street

Mudpuddle ========= You stay long after The rain has gone In the depression In the ground The collector of water You take in the world No life you sustain Only the mud underneath All it takes is a ripple To remove the illusion Of the reflection Of the living world Always the decay of filth Under the sheen of surface You are forced to tread In the space between

Cabochon ======== The circles within circles Life millions of year before Seas weakened into shore Organisms turned to stone The pattern was Spinning around Swirling around Cemented down Force, press, down; Heat. constrict Pressurized from the weight Mass evolves into design See how the opalescent hue shines See how it shines The pattern is Spinning around Swirling around It's been cemented down

Th' Bubbleator =========== ...And now, step right up to the next century in space! - Sharpen your spirit of adventure, Because we've arrived at the Century 21 exposition - Crowded with the unbelievable worlds man is going to conquer. - The most exciting glimpse of the future, Americans have ever had - - and there's more to come!... - Take a look at the space city - The perfect home for a World's Fair, That celebrates the future! - Here, rising from the water's edge In a setting of breathtaking natural beauty - Are the forward looking spirits - A tribute to the pioneer spirit Of America in space! If there is one theme which dominates our tour in space, It is man's eternal search for a brighter future 20 centuries of achievement are just the prelude - We look to a new century in which science Will scale the heights of creative imagination - Next stop: Science unlimited! Under the soaring arches are the Five fascinating areas of the World Of Science Pavillion - Where you see incredible scientific wonders! And roam the galaxies in a realistic re-creation of rocket flight! - And now, we go to the second half of our "Tour Through Tomorrow In Space" - Our next stop, one of the greatest galaxies ever exhibited! - Here is man as he envisions himself - - In the Space Age!... - And now, here's a world where Tomorrow's science takes on spectacular reality! - Come with us, where you'll thrill to A simulated flight through outer space! - See Mars, Jupiter and Venus Flash by in glowing color! - - Travel through amazing 3-Dimensional galaxies!

Buzz Got Killed ============ He tries to drive in his lane But never reads between the lines He likes his days the same But fails to question why Buzz got killed Buzz got killed Buzz got killed Walking, he starts to feel a beat Humming in time with his feet Although the melody's taste was sweet He didn't look as he crossed the street Buzz got killed Buzz got killed Buzz got killed Buzz got killed With eyes so big, still he didn't see The runaway steam roller The bus and piano, made three Everyone thought that it was all over Eyes bulging, he pushes them back in Then he stands up and again begins With his incessant humming nothing seeps in If only he could see past his own skin Buzz got killed Buzz got killed

No Creature Feature ================ No feature Will be shown tonight No creature Will come from the ocean now No story tonight is told Of the smart, lucky and bold No cities destroyed Projector unemployed No costume Can hide the beast inside But volume Can drown out their ugly sound No teacher Will be shown what's right No preacher Will be thrown to the ocean now What's seen as an image Has something underneath Will the scene be taken From right beneath your feet?

Decorum ======= We tell lies We want blue skies We want sweet as pie! Present at rehearsals For the end of the world Satellite sees the hive Must cover up all the lies Therein lies the compromise Must we always deny? If we are to be kind A piece of the sky For a moment alive

This is the basic "path" of the instruments used: Basses: Fender Contemporary Precision Upright double bass Fender Bass VI (notes) Epiphone Doublescroll Epiphone EB-0 Rickenbacker 4001 Vox Teardrop ('66) Fender Jazz (fretless) Fender Bass VI (chords) Hofner (violin bass) Vox violin bass (w/ fuzz and treble boost) Vox violin bass (w/ fuzz) Vox violin bass (clean) Guitars: Epiphone SG Martin D-15 Danelectro Baritone (w/wired in effects) Fender (blue flower) Telecaster ('67) Epiphone Dot "Lil' Jimi" tenor guitar Danelectro Baritone (clean) Fender Stratocaster (w/ tremolo arm) Fender Mustang Rickenbacker 360 12 string (red sunburst) Danelectro doubleneck (6 string neck) Danelectro doubleneck (12 string neck) Rickenbacker 370 12 st. ('65 - wood tone)

The Island ========= I'm on an island What brought me to this place? I'm on an island The lines cannot be traced - the trip - I'm on an island An ocean surrounds my island I'm on an island

Negative Wow =========== Can't find the words Buried in the dirt Wow Can't find my mind Lost for all time Wow

Pander Bear ========== Bear in hope That skin will trade Grope the tightrope As you feel the blade Who is this girl? She has that special sheen She's got that whirl Who knows what she's seen Who is this being Behind the mask? Who's really scared? No one ever asks Bare in hope Of love to be made Grope the cold pole Until the darkness fades A newer town With fresh faces Some search for life In all the wrong places Not that they'd Remember the faces Or even recognize Their only traces Of ever having been here at all... Of ever having been here at all... Of ever having been here at all... In all candor I must tell you, Panda There are far too few Who have the radiance of you Bear alone In a fancy disguised cage Stand against the background Like writing on the page All the different people Have come here today To watch you move your body In a certain way Every single one Is willing to pay One last look, Should you slip away

Icemaker ======= The Icemaker who saved the world Made ice for his girl He made his own sacrifice He gave his life makin' ice He made ice for the world The Icemaker who saved the world He made a great giant fridge And took it out to the ridge (he) Made a polar cap To stop that greenhouse trap He was lazy in his former life Except when it came to makin' ice He made ice for the world The Icemaker who saved the world Made ice for his friends The frozen delights never end A vision hit him once or twice He saw the answer while makin' ice The Icemaker who saved the world Made ice for his girl Only wanted to make some ice Dependent on a sacrifice Only want to make ice For what it's worth, he saved the Earth

All's Well ======= The party is not over The storm is not severe The computer is not crashing The house is not burning The gun is not loaded The roadkill is not dead The line is not disconnected The lover is not infected The traffic is not jammed The package is not damaged The dog is not rabid The drug is not a habit The wait is not long The account is not overdrawn The sex is not prostitution The smoke is not pollution All's well All's well

Fade ==== As we walk, I feel the grip of your hand A breeze takes along the cool air The sunlight slips from the end of land Still there's something more here Listen, as the sound decays Even the most vibrant things will fade Over the water comes a beautiful strain It attaches inside and becomes ingrained A beauty so powerful, it causes pain Sound so true, how can it wane? The day is at its close As for tomorrow, it never knows Take in the beauty of the rose All you can before it goes Listen, as the sound decays Even the most vibrant things will fade Time to travel the rest of the road But, with two together, there's more shade Even when we feel the weight of the load Still the glow on the inside is what should never fade..

Squooshy Cushion Squooshy Cushion

Bauls ===== Verse 1: A scream in the dark Lit by a blue moon The voices of the young Ring out but are gone in an instant The light makes white patterns On the black lawn The cotton in the grass Makes a good bed for all the bodies The silky seeds from the trees Fall like slow rain Chorus: Sing your watery song As the days grow long Verse 2: The beginning of the heat Stirs something inside Afflicted with the disease Of the wind, of the mind Cut a path through the dead branches To view the end of the day Chorus: Sing your watery song As the days grow long

I'm Like Glue ========== I'm like glue I'm stuck on you I'm like glue - glue - glue I'm like you I'm like glue I'm like glue I'm stuck on you___ I'm like new I could stick to you__ I like you too Can I stick with you? I'm light blue I'm sick for you I'm like glue - glue - glue I'm like glue I'm like glue I'm like glue - ew Glue - glue I like you I'm struck with you (ha-ha-ha) I'm like glue I'm stuck on you_ I'm stuck on you_ (hee-hee-hee) I'm stuck on you__ (hee-hee) I'm like glue (hee-hee)

Sweet Decay ========== What is the dirt that covers the land? Organic decay mingling with sand Standing on the surface that's barely crusted Magically, majestically maladjusted Flashbacks that flash-forward instead Looking around and listening To the thoughts inside their heads Lie outside, assume we're all inbred Worldwide bloodspill Global Nazi landfill A summer snowfall The smell and taste of The scentless, tasteless fallout The sweet flavor in doubt Find a drink in the pan-drought If you run, will it pan out? Or is it the same, if you just stand out, And wait For the darkness to come; Complete eclipse of the sun The world quickly dims and fades Did it really have to end this way? The world quickly dims and fades Did it really have to end this way?

Zoe === Surrounded by giraffes All you do is laugh Surrounded by furry friends You just pretend Surrounded by bright lights You take in the sights Just beginning to feel The warmth on your face Having the faintest idea Of the scope of this place Your eyes focus on The many different paths No need to go slow When you want to go fast You want to tell us everything You're already beginning to sing All the colors surround you Echoing - The sounds around you So much life in such A beautiful little girl Wonder what will be Your place in this world? You're trying to make sense Of the world beyond the fence

Borrow From Tomorrow =================== Out of play On display There's nothing to say About today All hope comes from tomorrow Forget the archival It's not about arrival It's really all about survival Heart holds and empty roads Filled with yesterday's sorrows Buried in sand On demand As fast as we can No time to plan All hope comes from tomorrow Looking out deep inside On a mountaintop in the mind Try to find a way to reach tomorrow In the future We'll wish we changed The past today_ - Not tomorrow

Purple With Red Flashes ==================== Smells like A cool night in June Bread done baking soon In pajamas watching cartoons Hair kissed under the moon Feels like Ever-shifting sand dune Handmade for your listening pleasure All of the sounds weighed and measured Tastes like: Warm dessert with ice cream Polka dots from your dreams An unpolluted stream Sugar candy factory steam Feels like A smooth that gleams The sounds for you to weigh and measure Handmade for your listening pleasure Looks like Purple with red flashes All spaces and dashes Girls with long lashes Matchbox car crashes Handmade for your listening pleasure All of the sounds weighed and measured

Gonzo ===== The truth is never told During the 9 to 5 If you're going to be crazy You have to get paid for it Or else you"re going to be - Locked up There had to be a whole new scene The only way was to make the big move To escape to the far perimeter Of a world that might have been Buy the ticket, take the ride Time to choose, now or later Take no pleasure in being right Not what you want to hear No more swimming, no more walking So much, then, for the road Well, at least, I'll know I was there, knee deep In the madness Before the deal - Went down Buy the ticket, take the ride Rain is poison, sex is death Some get rich, others die No more fun, no more games

Love Bug ======= We speak with our lights Early on summer nights Sounding out the magic code Illuminating attraction ode, Spinning around and around More and more tightly wound Could you come and dance with me? Hovering under leaves and trees Flying over the browns and greens Only each other's eyes we see On these warm evenings we dance Playing games of love and chance Swirlling we move together We have our moment, not forever We never, ever make a sound Is this love we have found? We each find a path, then we meet Wavering between grass and leaves Flashing with the desire to be seen Hidden kiss under the trees Such a random intersection If you happen to see the attraction -the attraction Spinning around and around More and more tightly wound We never, ever make a sound Is this loves we have found? Only each other do we see Floating in the spaces between Hovering on the edge of dreams Won't you come and dance with me? Won't you come and dance with me?

Cabochon ======== The circles within circles Life millions of year before Seas weakened into shore Organisms turned to stone The pattern was Spinning around Swirling around Cemented down Force, press, down; Heat. constrict Pressurized from the weight Mass evolves into design See how the opalescent hue shines See how it shines The pattern is Spinning around Swirling around It's been cemented down

Silence ====== Silence Overflowed by emptiness In music it rests Psychological test Deafening at best An empty nest All other senses incensed An ancient film - A cup filled to the top with nothing Without sound - An absence of mention The oblivion Of the forgotten - The silent masses An instrument untouched Awaiting the fatal tone That will shatter The silence

Buca ==== From your mouth Invisible clown lips move One and the same The restaurant and his stage name Beppo, Beppo... Beppo___ Glimpse the obsession Then hide the regression There are already plans in place In the basement Innocent eater At lunch from his job I am witness to the horror A hit from an imagined mob From his mouth Soft words Before the shouting began He never even ran Beppo, Beppo... Beppo___ Blood, wine or tomato sauce, No one can distinguish the three You'd better have another drink To look again and see If what you think you saw Was really what you thought you saw And if it was all really true ("Raow") Glimpse the aggression That led to the transgression All could see the plan taking place In the basement From their mouths Lips shape the words That cannot begin to tell Just how far This clown Fell__

New Mold ======== The track runs in a figure-eight Condemned to another lap To see before your eyes The chemistry that fills the gap Every day I face this attack But it's time to expose an unseen fact Do you suppose that you know How it flows? But I can shift the beat, And let it repeat, Regardless of the color of my meat The beat is in the mind Where you find You bind your very soul To a pole of fear - You could raise the bar, but you make it a spear One of us becomes our very dear Stereotypes of old No one race can hold the deed on soul So get out of the hole Of the racist mole Time to sculpt a brand new mold The figure-eight continues on Exhausted, you run beyond Of all of the unknown Strength that you tap As you hope for another lap The track runs in a figure-eight Condemned to another lap To see before your eyes The chemistry that fills the gap You suppose that you know How it flows? But I can shift the beat, And let it repeat, Regardless of the color of my meat The beat is in the mind Where you find You bind your very soul To a pole of fear - You could raise the bar, but you make it a spear The figure-eight continues on Exhausted, you run beyond Every day I face this attack But flip it around, And here it comes back

Men Of Steel =========== If the telephone rings at 3am You know it's trouble Your stuff is always ready You're out the door in minutes You know someone is threatening To jump off your bridge Men of steel they're called Men of steel they're called Rivet wrestlers Cowboys in the sky... We're the only ones Dumb enough to do it, In fact we're the only ones With enough equipment, Knowledge of the bridge, And courage to go over the rail Men of steel they're called Men of steel they're called Rivet wrestlers Cowboys in the sky... (Raga) If you're an iron worker on the Golden Gate Bridge and the telephone rings at 3am, you know it's trouble. You know someone is threatening to jump off your bridge. Your stuff is always ready; you're out the door in minutes. If you aren't too late, you climb out onto the cold steel and try to talk some lost soul off the beam or wrestle him or her to safety. Many suicide attempts are impulsive; lives can be salvaged. But if you fail, if the person jumps into that bottomless fog, "there's no describing how helpless you feel," says Ken Hopper, a Golden Gate Bridge iron-worker for 17 years. Men of called, they're called. They fix and maintain the world's most amazing tinker-toy. But, what qualifies these rivet-wrestlers to perform the delicate psychological task of suicide prevention? "We're the only ones dumb enough to do it," says Hopper, a bear of a guy with a bushy mustache and a sensitive side. In fact, they're the only ones with enough equipment, knowledge of the bridge, and courage to go over the rail. Suicide rescue duty is voluntarily, but the bridge's iron-workers all take their turns. Sometimes a police psychologist will be at the scene, more often the rescuers are on their own. "Suicide prevention experts have come to give us seminars," Hopper says. "They talk to these people on the phone. We deal with them face to face." Often a would-be jumper is locked in a private mental zone and the trick is to get his or her attention. Some tricks that have worked: "Hey, if you're going to jump, at least give me your mom's phone number so i can call her to tell her."; "That's a nice watch, if you're going to jump, can i have it?" Sometimes all it takes is the voice of a human who cares: "Look, I've been through some hard times myself. I know it's possible to get help." Hopper estimates he's rescued about 30 people, and lost three. The losses haunt him. Hopper once talked down an 18 year old college student. The next morning, while at a press conference to announce a new bridge suicide prevention program, the same teenager walked back onto the bridge and jumped. Another time, Hopper arrived at a rescue just in time to see a man fling his two year old daugher off the bridge, and then jump, himself. "Once in a great while," Hopper says, "one of the guys will get a note from someone they talked down. It's a treasure; it's like gold." Usually there's no follow-up, no closure. Hopper says that's a sore spot; you help save a life, he says, you become involved in that life. A few years ago, it all got to be too much for Hopper. He had his name removed from the rescue call list and underwent therapy. As soon as he felt like he had a handle on things again, he put his name back on the list. "It got to the point, it was more difficult NOT to do it."

Turned Around ============ Face the coming light No path to be found The sun in your eyes No matter which way you turn You've lost your head Turned around Chase the sunset Confused in twilight Caught in the headlights Shadows in your eyes Afraid in the dark Turned around Find north Understand The unevenness Of land Feel your body sinking Under grains of sand Floating - Searching - For any shore to land Find your way A path on the ground When time delivers The full daylight And the world keeps on spinning Living - Turning 'round

Mudpuddle ========= You stay long after The rain has gone In the depression In the ground The collector of water You take in the world No life you sustain Only the mud underneath All it takes is a ripple To remove the illusion Of the reflection Of the living world Always the decay of filth Under the sheen of surface You are forced to tread In the space between

Deadline ======== I've gotta make my deadline Or I'm dead meat on a line Lost, in search of a sign The hidden piece I cannot find I've got no time for waitin' In this never-ending line (and that's just the beginning) Can't find a helping hand Drownin' in this barren land So much for my plans A millionth time to begin again Everywhere I see my hourglass Runnin' low on sand Either way, it's not right Slowly you'll start to feel You'll fall out of sight Nightmares fill my sleep I need to unwind Then I wake up to find I've wasted so much precious time I'm closer than ever To my deadline I don't have the time For this standin' still line Heart in search for signs The peace inside I cannot find 'Til I'm dead meat on a line But, did I make my deadline?

Fade ==== As we walk, I feel the grip of your hand A breeze takes along the cool air The sunlight slips from the end of land Still there's something more here Listen, as the sound decays Even the most vibrant things will fade Over the water comes a beautiful strain It attaches inside and becomes ingrained A beauty so powerful, it causes pain Sound so true, how can it wane? The day is at its close As for tomorrow, it never knows Take in the beauty of the rose All you can before it goes Listen, as the sound decays Even the most vibrant things will fade Time to travel the rest of the road But, with two together, there's more shade Even when we feel the weight of the load Still the glow on the inside is what should never fade..

Upon The Dull Earth (4/4/8) ====================== Time Out of joint The cosmic puppets The crack in space Eye In the sky The penultimate truth We can build you Counter-clock world A maze of death Flow my tears, The policeman said -confessions- Of a crap artist Dr. Bloodmoney The man in the high castle The unteleported man Martian Time slip Now wait For last year Solar lottery -do androids dream Of electric sheep?

Invaders Retreat ============== Like a cat With a mouse You think it's yours, But it's not Intruding on the space Invaders retreat Invaders retreat Like a snake With a rock You think it's yours, But it's not Crowding all the space Invaders retreat Invaders retreat Like a boy With a box You think it's yours, but it's not.

None that stuck

Intuit ===== I want you to see inside I want to see if you mind I want you deep inside Then I'll know you're mine Everyone wants to know what it's like To have someone who can crawl up Inside up into your head I want you to look inside I want to show you my mind I want to let you inside So you'll know you're mine Be my twin, Someone that I'll let in Read my mind Read my mind See inside See my mind

3:30 ==== (Tina as LInus the Cat): Now I've got to look through these Long tall things that sway - back and forth Where's my window? (Patrick as the observer): Sometimes People are having fun And it sounds like they're fighting And then you look out And everything's fine - Thought I was hearing one ting Just hearing another (T) Hey you.. (P) Hey! (T) So... (P) so what? (T) What's goin' on? (P) Just getting my... shit together (T) Are you ready to hear what he said? (P) Just one minute... No, go ahead (Fuck!) (T) Are you ok? (P) Yeah - I'm ok - thanks. Sorry. Now I'm ready- - (T) Ok. ------ (T) I'm trying to drink... (P) Why? (T) To drink a LOT - But it's hard... Hard to drink Too... full this way... (P) (oh) What am i THINKING? - Did you .... want this back? (T) No... I'm good.

Notion ===== There is a line__ Although it seems blurred Just where is it drawn? Which way will it drift? Repair the rift, but revere the ravine? Some things are not Sensible to me... A person's energy Blanket of security Information in weave The power of a notion The backdrop deceives Static has a feel The strongest bond is as fragile as Paper thin glass Some things you hear - Some things are real - The backdrop's energy The power of a notion Blanket in weave The security of information A person deceives There is a line Although it seems curved Trying to cross an ocean Searching for a notion Trying to cross a notion Searching for an ocean Blanket of energy A person's security Weave of information The backdrop deceives The power of a notion

No Creature Feature ================ No feature Will be shown tonight No creature Will come from the ocean now No story tonight is told Of the smart, lucky and bold No cities destroyed Projector unemployed No costume Can hide the beast inside But volume Can drown out their ugly sound No teacher Will be shown what's right No preacher Will be thrown to the ocean now What's seen as an image Has something underneath Will the scene be taken From right beneath your feet?

Coldwater ======== Sometime in early night Crossing town They approached the light Everything seems all right It turned green, thay didn't have a clue Without looking both ways They started through Everything seems all right The other cars were sitting tight Everybody knows She runs the lights Everything seemed all right...

Master Of All Rationalizations ======================= For lunch he gets an hour Usually at the diner's lunch counter Heart-smart platter between the silver Fattening fare, yet he cares about food But today having cake and eating it too Insert the right thoughts In your head Make sure those thoughts Don't follow you to bed Starts housework when she returns from work Always makes sure there's coffee to perk There with a smile, never a smirk Everyone says she's such a nice girlfriend They don't know violence is waiting at night's end But the world's a better place As long as your head's in the right space If you have all the answers to the questions Then you're the master of all rationalizations He sits at his desk while others preserve order Dreams of his golf game where he beats his brother He must be president of something or other Translates the language of corporations But he's the master of all rationalizations Insert the right filter In front of the lens Prepare for the litter When the daydream ends

Upon The Dull Earth (4/4/8) ====================== Time Out of joint The cosmic puppets The crack in space Eye In the sky The penultimate truth We can build you Counter-clock world A maze of death Flow my tears, The policeman said -confessions- Of a crap artist Dr. Bloodmoney The man in the high castle The unteleported man Martian Time slip Now wait For last year Solar lottery -do androids dream Of electric sheep?

Graphic Heart 5/13/8 =================== You rip out my heart You throw it on the ground It lies there in the dirt We both look down at it Is it still beating? Can you play / the part? Or do you aim / the dart? Will you create the art, Or tear / apart My graphic heart? I staged a stand off today But no one came Held my heart for ransom trade But no one paid You asked / for / a raincheck But it's supposed / to rain / tomorrow Wonder if / all that water Will wash away / my sorrow? It beats in your hands Red drops in the dirt Without making demands You ask for my hurt We both look down at it It's out of the cage This graphic heart Do you aim / the dart? Can you play / the part? Will you create the art Or tear / apart My graphic heart Do you create the dart? Play the art? Aim the part? Torn at the start The two sides, one part Out of its cage This graphic heart

Thud ===== Out in the new world Everything is so big Unaware of danger You cross over the bridge Do you think it's a good idea To stop and look over the edge? If you fall for me, will you land on your feet? Peering down below It doesn't look so far The place I want to be How is it to be there? Only the sweetest spot on Earth As long as I'm in your arms (dear) If I fall for you, do I land on my feet? I could follow you Winding the lonely road We would walk hand in hand Wide-eyed we go alone If we fall, do we have to land at all?