 (Part One: Winter on the Beach)
Gee, did we sit upon
Gold-plated pillows
As Avalon's snake breath emerged blood and spittle?
The sky was vermouth,
As our eyes met the green sea,
And I was right there wishing you were there with me below
The officer waited in his car
As if for me to drive 95
With an open scotch-whiskey
Should I sympathize with the moon
That is rising to greet sudden footsteps,
Why do we draw such fine lines in the snow?
The ocean, it purrs and it rubs up against me,
The oil barge sighs,
And the fishing boat steadies
The houses dripped red
As I shook off my head
And I rolled it upon the sand dunes of New Jersey
To my Mother I leave
So much more than I have kept,
The God of small things is in my kitchen cabinet
The D.J. might sigh
And the bills may be upset,
Just tell them I would if I could but I just can't go on
(Part Two: Mercury Rising)
I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupid, No time for the family
Work ‘til I'm blind in the both eyes
I'm tripping, I'm tripping, I'm tripping on thought
That I had when I was young, oh, now where did they come from?
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting around
For us bus for to take me to wait for another
I'm locking, I'm locking, I'm locking wide doors
Please don't knock, I am sleeping inside on the floor
I'm catching, I'm catching, I'm catching the worm
Just to ask him if he would remember this moment
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling below
Now to memories' footprints, a sigh and a photo
I'm asking, I'm asking, I'm asking for bread
Would you come back to visit me after I'm dead?
(Part Three: Yesterday Went Away)
Yesterday went away
With the fire in the earth
And was smothered with mud from the ocean
Yesterday took a fall
As it was unrehearsed
And today finds itself duly sweating
Yesterday went away
As I tried to recall
Where the doctor had left my emotion
Yesterday skipped along
With its flowery talk
‘til a bullet stopped dead its strict motion
Yesterday did its hair
In the candlestick glare
With the neighborhood champ and miss homely
Yesterday kicked me from
The tallest of horses
And made off with my youth and my cocaine
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