[Lee]
Hatred
I hate the past


I can't see anything at all, all I see is me
That's clear enough

And that's whats important, to see me

My eyes can focus

My brain is talking
Looks pretty good to me
My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful

Looks pretty good to me

Sometimes I speak

Tonight there's nothing to say
Sometimes we freak
And laugh all day


Hold these pages up to the light
See the jacknife inside of the dream

A railroad runs through the record stores at night
Coming in for the deep freeze


Mary: a simple word, are you there in the country?
Yr eyes so full, yr head so tight
Can't you hear me?

Remember our talk
That day on the phone?
I was the door, and you were the station

With shattered glass and miles between us
We still flew away in the conversation


My cup is full, and I feel okay
The world is dull, but not today


She think's she's a goddess
She says she talks to the spirits
I wonder if she can talk to herself?

If she can bear to hear it?

This is Eric's trip

We've all come to watch him slip
He's slipping all the way to Texas
Can you dig it?


(Eric says "The sky is blue...")
I see with a glass eye

The pavement view
A shadow forming, across the fields rushing
Thru me to you


We tore down the world, and put up four walls
I breathe in the myth

I'm over the city, $#&@ing the future
I'm high and inside yr kiss


We can't see clear
But what we see is a alright
We make up what we can't hear

And then we sing all night

Scattered pages and shattered lights

A jacknife and a dream
There's something moving over there on the right
Like nothing I've never seen