

When You Hold Her, Love-Would-Be, Even If, Christmas, Spin, Cookie Crumbs, Our Winter, Bite, Same Mistake, Can't Help Falling, Sky Will Fall
All words written by Matt Easton.
All songs BMI, ©1994.
Except for "Can't Help Falling" by Per/Creatore/Wiess
©1961 used by permission, Gladys Music, Inc.
© 1994 KKS Records
She don't love any man
Just does the motion
There's nothing to the hour
But cold emotion
When she's drowning in the street
It's a dried-up ocean
When you hold her underwater
Have you been chosen?
Can you feel the wrath of grapes
that suffer dead on the vine?
Can you taste the taint of hate
that paints the red in the wine?
Can you feel a tiny girl
coming back to reclaim?
Can you hear the words of love
becoming silence and shame?
When you hold her, is it worth it?
If she's colder, you deserve it
I could try to change the past
I guess I know I never will
I can't make the water climb
or make the rock roll uphill
I tried to make a difference
tried to make it all right
If I had made a difference
would she be there tonight?
Music written by Easton/Rao
You tell me that I drag you down
I'm not trying to be funny and sad for you
If you're so happy, I just can't believe
So why don't you just leave?
You tell me that I paint it all black
I'm not trying to
And I won't take it back from you
You said you prefer the boy to the man
But you're crushing the boy with your hand
Maybe I have nothing to say
Music written by Easton
And you're yelling about
the way you think you know I am
But you're yelling about
the way I was last year
So I try and shut my mouth
and tell you something with my eyes
But even my tears
they fall upon deaf ears
Do you think the problem's
always got to sit so deep inside
That you'll never check the mirror?
You never check the mirror
Now I'm spinning round and round
just like you told me to
And now I think I'm getting dizzy
just like you
I will wait until I'm close to you again
Even if you never wanted to begin
Now I'm spinning round and round
I don't know which way I am going down
So I try and shut my mouth
and tell you something with my eyes
But even my tears, they fall upon deaf ears
You run so high, to the highest room
From the windowboxes daisies bloom
And wave goodbye to the stars and moon
Because the sun comes up
and goes away too soon
And I will wait until I'm close to you again
Even if you never wanted to begin
And I will chase you all across this land
I won't leave this world
with someone else's hand
Music written by Easton/Rao
It's bad coffee bitterly cold tonight
And I see a comic book city
With out the moonlight
I feel so sick tonight
I liked your pearls, so I stole them from you
And then I rattled them around in my brain
'Til I was thinking in black and blue
I was so sorry that I took them from you
That I threw them in the river
To make a witch's brew
At the bottom of the river
I'm holding my breath
And every single second brings me
closer and closer to less
Music written by Easton/Rao
Mike Phillips: 808 Programming
He crosses the street
and he's walking on water
He talks like a priest
when he talks to his father
And paper cuts color his hands with their lines
And that gives him power
We sparkle and spin
I could have been a drunk
I know it's in my blood
But I like the amusement of confusion
That's always enough
I try to have fun but I'm so bored
I'd buy myself a life for Christmas
But I'm so poor
Slipping on slippery stones
like his mother did
Wringing his hands and his neck
just a little bit
Feeling the pinch
of a lack of experience
That gives him power
Burning like cinders in the wind
Feel your voice all around me
Just pulling me in
TVs flash in the windows
Sparkle and spin
Music written by Easton/Rao
And all the people said:
You're blue, you're ugly
You don't have a place with us
Turn around, pack your bags
And go back home
There's no place for you in our society
Making no money at all
in a cookie factory
soon Cookie turned to a life of crime
Running cookies underground
by the pound
And as crime is wont to do
soon crime had turned to violent crime
Until one day they found the butcher
the baker and the candlestick maker
gift-wrapped and ready to go
Who dunnit? I don't know
And the only evidence that was left behind
were the crumbs from the Cookie Gang
Only cookie crumbs
Music written by Easton/Rao
My heart beats so fast
I'm holding on so tight
Hoping that I might make it
'til tomorrow when the winter's gone
Find a way to bring my love to eerything
You think about, you talk about, you sing
Night awakens me to the shock of blindness in bed
I'm reaching out, ied down to scream
in the dark thirst of alone
Music written by Easton
I reach in you head
for a mouthful of warmth and you bite
So I stare at the sky with delirious smiles
And I'm forbidden to touch
Permitted to watch
My undoing inside
As I reach for your hand
and your wonderful warmth, you bite
And all the blood in my veins
It's talking to me
And I'm tumbling down down down
Just mumbling on and on to the TV
And as I reach in your head
for a mouthful of warmth, you bite
And you fight back
you fight back back back
Music written by Easton
And he said:
"Boy, y'know I know what I'm talkin' `bout,
a message to you.
Because I will tell you your dreams
and all your dreams will come true.
When you waited so long
that to wait any longer would be wrong,
the only news that's gonna come
will come from a man in a uniform.
And you made the same mistake."
And I said:
"Thank you, sir, for the information.
What a fantastic afternoon
to spend with you.
And I'll take every word you say
and leave it by the wayside."
He said:
"Boy, you better know where you're goin',
`cause where you're goin' I been.
And you can tell me all about holy,
but I can show you your sin."
I said, "But for all the advice in the world
there's only one thing to know:
No matter how hard that you try
you reap what you sow."
You made the same mistake.
Music written by Becker/Easton/Phillips/Rao
Every day for twenty years
It's always the same and the same
And the voice in my head says
The same thing each time
And that's STOP
It just hurts to die at the bottom
When you're born at the top
The sky will fall
One day twelve thousand behind me
I couldn't even buy a friend tonight
Oh the tings that you'll do
For the love of the world
And these babies you made
To spit and kick on me
Why'd you make them?
When you pin me up, up on your wall
I swear the sky will fall
My light is burning low
And there's someone here to see me
Heaven's clouds pull back
And with her open arms she greets me
My light is burning low
The road has been too long
My heart will overflow
Now listen: I'm gone, I'm gone
As I counted on this earth
To hold me up, not knock me down
That's how I counted on you
Music written by Easton/Rao
Mike Phillips: Background Vocals

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