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Just an old friend coming over now to visit you and
That's what I've become
I let myself in though I know I'm not supposed to...
Could you believe it
Those sapphire eyes
The brilliant girl with the famous thighs
Then the cameras click then we are...
I met you at the barricade
It's fever pitch where the crowd had gathered
You said the bow is breaking
You want to get...
I close my eyes and I see a freak, I think it's me and I'm afraid to speak
I keep on going from week to weakness way out in a line....
Feel the speed through the intersection
Sheets of rain I seek out cars
Hands in gloves grip handlebars
Ride...
Hey bro props at the after show
Can you tell me where the greenbuds grows?
I'd like to say you turned my life around ...
I miss the sand on the concrete floor
I miss the way it was before
no one even knew me
your eyes looked...
Where's my soul
I have your face in a photo in high school when you were alive but that's all I have
And I can't...
Just give me a call when you feel better
but you never do and I'm just another debtor to some palm reader
whose got her hands...
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I close my eyes and I see a freak, I think it's me and I'm afraid to speak
I keep on going from week to weakness way out in a line.
I dream of lives we could have had before, but the heat is broke down open doorways.
Friends of yours will tell me more what happens in your mind
Can we try and take the high road though we don't know where it ends
I want to be your Crystal Baller
I want to show you how it ends
Macrame queens in the afternoon and I'm in tune or did I speak too soon
Punch drunk on somebody's joke, what happened to the time
A footnote in your dance of days, In my mind that record still plays
Still wonder what the fuck it says, and hoping there is time
Can we try and take the high road though we don't know where it ends
I want to be your Crystal Baller
I can show you how it ends
Can we talk about tomorrow and the promise that it brings
I want to be your Crystal Baller, I want to show everything
I wonder what the whole things for, I wonder what the whole things for
In the moment you were screaming at me I would have been somebody else
And the patrons of the pub keep singing
Macrame queens in the afternoon and I'm in tune or did I speak too soon
Punch drunk on somebody's joke what happened to the time
I dream of lives we could have had before where the heat is broke down open doorways
Like waiting for a trick to score, It seems that way some times
I wonder where were all going, I'm homesick for your primal knowing
I wonder why the wind keeps blowing you through my mind
Try and take the high road remember we were friends
I want to be your Crystal Baller
I want to be your diamond ring
The one I never gave you and the promise that it brings
Let me be your Crystal Baller
I will show you everything.
I'll be your Crystal Baller
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