you are walking down a path we thought she'd be okay and she'd find good people to help her we didn't realize that we were those people I am no longer that person I am the person that that person became the devil's bargain is just that a bargain for the devil

why would you want to keep doing something if it just makes you feel worse every time you do it? Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Cars for the Blind

I wanna tell y'all a story about this trainyard town where orphaned people gather and where the air has a sound you kill yourself a little just to live through another day and you kill but your sins don't go away and she wants to sleep in and he walks up that hill again riding on the back of my time sitting through these shitty one-lines I'm gonna be a me for Halloween and you kill yourself a little just to live through another day and you kill but your sins they won't go away and he wants just to sleep in and she walks up that hill again tomorrow I'll quit smoking I'm gonna leave this town tomorrow I'll quit drinking but for now let's have one more round

calling out for saving grace righteous sins come fade away you blame it all on chemicals not your fault it's hard to fall

woke up this morning blues falling down like rain woke up this morning blues falling down like rain all my thoughts are evil and all I feel is pain crawled out of bed dragged my body across the floor crawled out of bed dragged my body across the floor my soul's on fire but my heart's out in the cold these devil feelings I pray you'll never know these devil feelings I prayed you'd never know oh but they must have got you 'cause I've seen you on that road seems I'm no good to anybody, least of all myself seems I'm no good to anybody, least of all myself I'm living on borrowed time and wasted breath

you wait like a vulture by the cemetery hill and you're always hungry but you never get your fill and if someone finds something to love it's something you want all the parents believe it's just stories and fairies but the children they know it's dark and it's scary and it's under the bed it's up in the attic it's a dirty little secret that won't stay in the closet but you wait 'til you're too far gone oh why you wait why you wait so long in the town the people don't want to see but the dogs can smell it and it gives 'em the creeps and they growl out a warning that says that if I have to fight you, I'll fight to the death and the teeth are bared and the hackels go up and an ominous shadow passes over the sun and all the good people cleared from the streets they don't want to know they choose not to believe that you wait 'til it's too far gone oh why you wait why you wait so long while you wait time is moving on oh while you wait why you wait so long

I think it's easier to believe that that person is delusional than to accept that such awful things can actually happen you are walking down a path if he could... if he could... he asked me so nicely if he could fix this he asked me so nicely if he could fix this you are howling at the moon you are howling... you are walking down a path you are walking...

never been to Seattle never wore a flannel never bleached my hair never smashed my guitar and I can't get my fill of rain never hopped a freight train do you think god is human? do you believe that when we die we rise into the sky in a cloud of pot smoke I never wrote this song never wrote this song you can sing along if you want to I never wrote this song

sometimes I stand in the mirror when nobody else is around sing songs and wish I was people silence to drown out the sound when it's high in the morning angels are crying their wares if you find some comfort tonight would you give me a piece you can share it's not nice to give up on someone it's not nice to let someone down and nobody wants to be guilty so we keep passing it around when it's time in the evening angels are counting their coins if you find forgiveness would you give this a chance to be joined oh would you give this a chance to be

there was no one here today wind blows through and I can't stay too long in one place and I feel you crashing in softer now than I've ever been when it takes a life to bring you home blows colder no that breeze won't listen oh there's blue bears dancing in the sky it's alright and I hear you whispering all those things that I should have been but I should have been me and I would have been me yeah I could have been me I feel you crashing in softer now than I've ever been when it takes a light to see the dark

she was raised by wolves in the wilderness cut her teeth on a jar of shine she had seven mean brothers a drunken whore for a mother father was a trick long down the line she's got a heart as black as a new moon voice'll cut you like a shiv one look into her eyes will make your blood turn to ice she's a killer, boys and we can't let her live oh you see her wandering 'round on the outskirts of town trying to hustle something into her pan and when somethin' turns up missin' she's the target of suspicion be it animal or vegetable or man she's got the scars that mark her as a sinner everyone deserves what they get how could someone so young do something so very wrong to dig the graves where she lives she's got the scars that mark her as a sinner everyone deserves what they get how could someone so young do something so very wrong to dig the graves where she lives oh dig the graves

maybe the dreams are having you pain is not a punishment for sin pain is just a part of life it doesn't mean you're a bad person you are walking down a path you are walking down a path... I am walking down a path I am walking I am walking I am walking I am walking I am climbing up a hill I am falling down the stairs I am dancing on my toes I am sitting in my chair

and she drowned in the water the bad bad daughter but the good one was the one that pushed her in well we found her to follow to a place dark and hollow where the spring never seasoned the air spend all your time waiting for what I can't say anything's ever going to be fair spend all your time waiting for what I can't say everything's going to turn out fine in the dark of the hollow we heard the dead echo from the whole in the middle of time spend all your time praying for what I can't say to you everyone comes back again and she drowned in the water the bad bad daughter but the good one was the one that pushed her in

because I asked you to he moved away we still heard a hum on the wire sometimes, just the echo of a sound the way a voice that was once familiar but not heard for many years turns a key in your ear and brings you back to a familiar crossroads we went back to discussing the textures of sentences engrossed in the words until the words dissolved and she was painting, singing it was images, hieroglyphs, toadstools... dancing over paper that wasn't paper it was the white opaque sky on the way home from school the bus cutting through the burning autumn fields it was the sheet on the bed where love lay sick and confused it was virgin snow, bloodshot eyes the baby's bottom, the clawfoot tub it was an Is and so always will Be in the afternoon she pried herself away to stretch out the knots because if I told you you'd think I was crazy and be no good to talk to anymore or worse, you'd believe me and then I'd have to wonder if maybe you were a little crazy no one complained the gleeful comedy of the sacredly damned Peking swans the gifts of Athena and others agriculture and writing, math and science, art these were all given in an exchange there was something each time that we gave up or that was taken from us by our own creation because nothing is free we created and upheld the idea of sacrifice in order to explain our tragedies to justify our debts and cut our losses to have something else, some higher power be responsible and so to blame and so we told ourselves that nothing is free and we believed it so do you believe that there is anything that is free anymore besides your own beliefs? including your own beliefs? are you free to be... leave? because I want to on cue from the moon the insects drone hush frogs sing solo baritone to the pulse that sails through the sky leaving the night in its wake gaining some other ground, another setting the vault, heaven all lines are open isolated and whole the stars dilate and show me their colors their bellies and I am all alone with you in a jar of formaldehyde

I wanted you to know just what I shouldn't show and now it's time to go 'cause I'm too much of what I should have been well sorry but you know that I don't wanna be so now I've gotta leave now I'm invisible the color of the mirror now I'm invisible asleep in the middle of the bed now I'm invisible I sleep in the middle of the bed