The past is a grotesque animal And in its eyes you see How completely wrong you can be -- Its so embarrassing to need someone like I do you How can I explain, I need you here and not here too -- Im gone, Im just gone But at least I author my own disaster -- Ive played the unraveler, the parhelion But even apocalypse is fleeting Theres no death, no ugly world Sometimes I wonder if youre mythologizing me like I do you -- We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams And you can betray me You can, you can betray me But teach me something wonderful Crown my head, crowd my head With your lilting effects Project your fears on to me, I need to view them See, theres nothing to them I promise you, theres nothing to them Im so touched by your goodness You make me feel so criminal How do you keep it together? Im all, all unraveled -- Ive explored you with the detachment of an analyst But most nights weve raided the same kingdoms And none of our secrets are physical None of our secrets are physical None of our secrets are physical now
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 20:57:56 +0000
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