Beautiful Girl

Cold November morning taste the salty tears that streak your upturned face
And say the saddest word: ‘goodbye’
Knowing that I’ll never feel your warmth again nor see the day
Illuminated by your lovely smile

You’re a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl
Such a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl

The glow of recognition, something old that held the hope of something new
And then dissolved and left me blind
You didn’t seem to understand the power of the gift you gave
You let me feel, you let me laugh and cry

You’re a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl
Such a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl

So I watch the Sun to feel the Earth turn round
And I close my eyes to kiss the frozen ground

And of all the noble causes
There is nothing in this world
That I would die for
Except you

You’re a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl
Such a beautiful girl
You’re a beautiful girl

Waiters

Come to a stop, sit down, be silent
Elliot Ness has lost his way
Look at all the waiters sick of waiting

Stuck in a crowd, these worn out clothes
Are bringing me down, but can I change?
Look at all the time I had to waste

Losing my mind on a cold afternoon
Look at all the waiters sick of waiting
As I wander, ponder future daze

I don’t want to make you cry
When I do part of me dies
I can’t fly without your wings
I can’t breathe without your whisper on my skin
With you I’m everything

Losing my mind on a cold afternoon
Look at all the waiters sick of waiting
As I wander, ponder future daze

I don’t want to make you cry
When I do part of me dies
I can’t fly without your wings
I can’t breathe without your whisper on my skin
With you I’m everything
I screwed up again

Lovely Day

All in all it's been a lovely day
I didn't even think of her
Or dream of her
Or see her face

All in all it's been a lovely day
I didn't even cry for her
Or die for her
Or lose my way

No

Do I love her or just love love?
Is she the only one?
When can I move on?

All in all it's been a lovely day
I didn't even think of her
Or dream of her
Or see her face

All in all it's been a lovely day
I didn't even cry for her
Or die for her
Or lose my way

No

Siggy

Siggy's being written off again
By neuroscientists
Evangelists
Post-modernists
Cultural constructivists
Neo-Marxists
Crypto-Trotskyists
Gloria Fucking Steinem
And the guy at the Kwik Shop

For we all know
Do we not?
That all that clap-trap about sex
Oedipus
Pipes
And dreams
Was a load of rot

Dripping with 80s zeitgeist
The one thing
That will really put the fear of
God?
(Hardly)
Into some devout activist
With impeccable credentials
Is that if they ever put
Their Sierra Club head on the couch
They might find out why
They give a fuck
And that their desire to save the planet
Has a cause that came before their Cause

These children of the Prozac Age
With their all-encompassing
Diminishing
I'm okay
You're okay
Yay yay yay ethos
Are easily frightened
And particularly scared
Of Dr. Freud

The fear is fundamentally
A question of scale
He could see the infinite within
And they can not

You And Your Dress

You and your dress left me broken hearted
Not even sure if we ever started to love
But it was close

Stuck on a plane on a snowbound runway
Not gonna fly in a month of Sundays
Girl, you're the most

I'm not going to lose my mind
With questions as I try to find
The reasons that we're not together
Blame the Russians, blame the weather


Falling for you left me tired and torn like
Climbing the North face of the Matterhorn
But oh! What a view

You and your dress and a tawdry Tuesday
Yves St. Laurent and a crumpled duvet
Girl, you're crazy glue

I'm not going to stick around
And wonder if you ever found
A lover who's as good as me
At lying through his shattered teeth

I'm not going to lose my mind
With questions as I try to find
The reasons that we're not together
Blame the Russians, blame the weather

Jessica

Driving at night, no lights, no hope
The lake, the Moon, the girl
She doesn’t know me, I don’t know her
How else could we have been so close?

You look ill now so I’m told
All that shivers is not cold

Living at night, notorious ghosts
She kisses my hair as I stroke hers
Movie lights turn both our faces blue
Used to think the color suited you

But things change
Your old life pulled you away
And dragged you down
Crushed your smile to a frown
I didn’t recognize you

You look ill now so I’m told
All that shivers is not cold
Neon blue your empty eyes
All you are now fear and lies

But I remember Jessica
The way she used to be
When she believed in everything
When she believed in me
Yeah I remember Jessica
When summer turned to fall
And she’d breathe in and laugh aloud
And talk about the things she loved
With a passion and a lust for life
Monet and cats
Umberto Eco
Jimi Hendrix
Jack and coke
Thunderstorms and snow in April
And the future that she wanted that was full of hope
But that she lost the will to take
And drowned it in a lake
What a fucking stupid waste

I remember Jessica
I remember Jessica
Farewell to absent friends

Her Name Is Sunday

Fly down into the big town
Shy stare, she's gonna be my friend
She's wearing my number

She says her name is Sunday
I say “I don't have anything planned”
She's wearing number 9

It's not a chase, just a question of time
And her face is my future


My name written in rainbows
Her game, the rules are anything goes
She's making me wonder

I say “let's fly with the weather”
Skies grey, so we smash holes in the clouds
Sunday says she's fine

As her eyes flash number 9
And her face is my future