Old Flame
There's nothing to see here
Just flashing lights that simmer
In pools that catch their crimson
As the spectacle unfolds
On tiptoes, bells, and whispers
This collision's reality
Is made to match mine
Just move along
The party is over
All these frantic nights alone
Surrounded by throbbing hopefuls
No future promise
No photos allowed
Nothing safe behind the shroud
As the spectacle unfolds
On tiptoes, horns, and whistles
This collision's reality
Is made to match mine
Is made to match mine
Now I'll cross the plane
That s
Humdrum
I saw the man at J.F.K.
He took your ticket yesterday
In the humdrum
I ride tandem with a random
Things don't run the way I planned them
In the humdrum
Hey Valentina, do you want me to beg?
You got me cooking I'm a hard boiled egg
In the humdrum
Empty my mind -- I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart -- don't need no stethoscope
Seem' to me that television
She come to cut me a deep incision
In the humdrum
Empty my mind -- I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart -- don't need no stethoscope
Out of woman come the man
Spend the rest of his life gettin back where he can
As a bow, so a dove
As below, so above
From the black hole
Come the tadpole
With the dark soul
In coal she burn, she burn
As I drove into the sun
Didn't dare look where I had begun
Lost among echoes of things not there
Watching the sound forming shapes in the air
From the white star
Came the bright scar
Our amoeba
My little liebe schon