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frailty thy name is woman
and i am but a vagabond
and would it were
that i could learn
to mend a broken heart

the pages, we turn them blind
but lie with open eyes
and i'm just guessing
that there's some lesson
to learn which i cant find

tomorrow is Christmas eve
and i'm standing in the street
with a bell in my hand
and a cloud overhead
and it only rains on me

you say "it all seems bright to me"
but nay, i know not seems
i only know what is
and what isn't is this,
it isn't righteous or perfect or free

the sky is on fire tonight
you're smiling in the dying light
we can walk to the beach
one with one, each with each
Aeries and Aphrodite

but mythology isn't for you
no, you prefer the tried and true
so then why do you believe
the sky reflects the sea
and that's the reason that it's blue

if i lie down on the floor right now
if i just lie down on the ground
and i flip a coin
heads says that you'll join
i guarantee it'll land face down

so i'm leaving town
going towards the sun
i cant bare to talk
and i'm to bitter to walk
so i'm guessing i'll just run

i write songs for a broken guitar
and i sing them drunk in a bar
some people applaud
and others just nod
and i drive home and crash my car

i kneel at the foot of my bed
with prayers circling round my head
but religion's a joke
just some mirrors and smoke
and some real pretty words to be said

you say that you know beauty
you say that you love to sing
songs about your fears
they move you to tears
but nothing is moving in me

the phone liens are buzzing above
adorned with pigeons and doves
all this before my eyes
while i sit and try
to convince myself that i'm not in love

so i'll wave my gun
and i'll sing my blues
i'll run away
into the dim of the day
looking for someone but i don't know who