Oh, things like this give me a throwback to my first few months in the real world... thanks Ben.
There was a time when I had nothing to explain - oh, this mess I have made. But then things got complicated, my innocence has all but faded - oh, this mess I have made. And I don't believe in god, so I can't be saved... All alone as I've learned to be in this mess I have made. All the untested virtues of things I said I'd never do - least of all unto you. I know she's kind and true, I know that she is good to you. She'll never care for you more than I do. But I don't believe in love and I can't be changed. All alone as I've learned to be, in this mess I have made... the same mistakes over and over again. There are rooms in this house that I don't open anymore; dusty books and pictures on the floor. He will never see - he'll never see that part of me. I want to be for him what I could never be for you. But I don't believe in god, so I can't be saved. All alone as I've learned to be, in this mess I have made.
From the back of your big brown eyes
I knew you'd be gone as soon as you could
And I hoped you would
We could see that you weren't yourself
And the lines on your face did tell
It's just as well
You'd never be yourself again
Saw you last night
Dance by the light of the moon
Stars in your eyes
Free from the life that you knew
You're the magic that holds the sky up from the ground
You're the breath that blows these cool winds 'round
Trading places with an angel now
Saw you last night
Dance by the light of the moon
Stars in your eyes
Free from the life that you knew
Saw you last night
Stars in your eyes
Smiled in my room
Leaf by leaf, page by page
Throw this book away
All the sadness, all the rage
Throw this book away
Rip out the binding, tear the glue
All of the grief we never even knew
We had it all along
Now it's smoke
The things we've written in it
Never really happened
All the things we've written in it
Never really happened
All of the people come and gone
Never really lived
All the people come have gone
No one to forgive - smoke
We will never write a new one
There will not be a new one
Another one, another one
Here's an evening dark with shame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the time I took the blame
Throw it on the fire
Here's the view we didn't speak
It seemed for years and years
Here's a secret
No one will ever know the reasons for the tears
They are smoke
Where do all the secrets live
They travel in the air
You can smell them when they burn
They travel in the air
Those who say the past is not dead
Stop and smell the smoke
You keep on saying the past is not dead
Come and smell the smoke
You keep saying the past is not even past
You keep saying
...We are smoke ... smoke ... smoke
So you wanted to take a break - Slow it down some and have some space. Well fuck you too!Give me my money back, give me my money back, you bitch. I want my money back... I wish I hadn't bought you dinner right before you dumped me on your front porch. Give me my money back, give me my money back, you bitch! I want my money back... and don't forget to give me back my black T-shirt.
jane be jane
you're better that way
not when you're trying
imitating something you think you saw
jane be jane
and if sometimes that might
rive them away
let them stay there
you don't need them anyway
you're worried there might not be
anything at all inside
but that you're worried
should tell you that's not right
don't try to see yourself
the way that others do
it's no use
you're worried there might not be
anything at all inside
but that you're worried
should tell you that's not right
you've had it harder than anyone could know
so hard to let it go
but it's your life
and you can decorate it
as you like
beneath the paint and armour
in your eyes the truth still shines
jane be jane
jane be jane
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