Bright Eyes

[fox69]

"Patient Hope In New Snow"

"Patient Hope In New Snow"


The heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my room
It spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new cold
And I lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snow
Still thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes
I've never felt so separate
And then there's you but that's so obvious
It's hopeless and I know this, that's why I can't dream
No desire or circumstance would keep this from me
One by one, to department stores
We walk through the aisles
In a forest of designer clothes, you touch me and smile
And for a moment I could want nothing
Your bright eyes burn through my exploding heart
And we stand as the shoppers pass us
And for once I can feel a touch complete
And I need to just be near you and fill these empty eyes
But you start turning as resistance pulls you from my cold and boring life
Let's make this easy and let time pass, as devotion dies,
The list goes on and on
I have waited and I will be waiting for the pain to cure the fear

 

[fox69]

"Pioneer's Park"

"Pioneer's Park"


How did this happen
how did this happen
such a perfect day and unexplainable new feeling
how did this happen
how did this happen
two contented shapes
entwined under the trees
nothing prepares you
and nothing prepares you
for such an endless dream
to pour itself on you
and the world swelled around us
and the world swelled around us
an there was brilliant light, but we were far more radiant
and it is in this light we are lost
the scent of summer in our hair
and laying on our bed of grass
with pleasure thick and sticking to the air (to the air)
sticking to the air (to the air)
and in this light we are lost
the scent of summer in our hair (in our hair...in our hair)

 

[fox69]

"Poison Oak"

"Poison Oak"


Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
You said you weren't afraid to die

In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes
Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer?
I don't think that I ever loved you more

Then when you turned away
When you slammed the door
When you stole the car
And drove towards Mexico
And you wrote bad checks
Just to fill your arm
I was young enough, I still believed in war

Well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam

But me I'm a single cell
On a serpents tongue
There's a muddy field where a garden was
And I'm glad you got away
But I'm still stuck out here
My clothes are soaking wet
From your brother's tears

And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for

The end of paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier

 

[fox69]

"Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra"

"Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra"


I had a beautiful, beautiful time
The drives and the talks were amazing
The kind of friend I thought I'd never find
I had a beautiful, beautiful time
You have a beautiful, beautiful smile
The way it curls and collapses on your lips
When you touch me I shake like a child
It's late, I'm afraid you might leave
'Cause sometimes it seems like you still don't believe me
There's nothing I can do to concentrate
It's so distracting, always thinking of you
So I expose and explain and I meant everything I said
And it's moments like this that repeat and replay in my head
When I'm laying in bed
It's a beautiful, beautiful time
As you laugh and roll onto your stomach
The carpet embraces your design
My heart pounds as I lay by your side
And I find that I am unable to hide all these feelings that flow
In this basement, and in this dim light, you look so beautiful
I'm unsure and unclear with the words that I say
I'm happy when you're near and I wish that forever could stay
Just like today
You have beautiful, beautiful eyes
So bright and alive and enchanting
I want to be with you all of the time
It's hopeless but I have to try

 

[fox69]

"Pull My Hair"

"Pull My Hair"


Is the passion all gone?
Or is it still newly wed?
If all this heat is doing is making us stick to the bed
Then there is no life to revive.
But if the hunger is still there, buried somewhere inside
Covered up by the boredom we've been trying to hide
Then dig it up and devour
And it will be more like a song
And less like its math
If you pull on my hair, and bite me like that
And the truth is that I can't hardly wait
And I don't care if we stay up too late
Don't answer the phone
Don't answer the phone
And it will be more like a song and less like its math
If you pull on my hair and bite me like that
And the truth is that I can't hardly wait
It itches so bad that I can't concentrate
Don't answer the phone
Don't answer the phone
And it will be more like a song and less like its math
If you pull on hair and bite me like that.

 

[fox69]

"Racing Towards The New"

"Racing Towards The New"


Just forget what you cannot replace
This sweet day is almost weightless and new
So I talk but no one can relate
To the fear I had when I was younger
'Cause somehow I knew I'd end up empty and alone
We all accept in the same tired way
The gentle shift of continuous change
And we confuse all the things that we say to ourselves
With the things we say to each other, it's always a lie
But at least we find some comfort for awhile
So we'll start where the others left off
Get in our cars and embrace something new
Once you escape you will always get caught
In the fear that what you had before was better
And you will become sick with the dream of going back
To the old

 

[fox69]

"Reinvent The Wheel"

"Reinvent The Wheel"


My friend you were a model, a priceless work of art.
Boys would fashion their emotions to the pattern of you heart.
And I heard you wrote that record for a girl you loved but died.
I'm here sewing mine, together, just hoping you're alive.
And I know you'll never come back now to the world where people are.
'Cause you never understood what they loved you for.
Now ghosts they have their secrets, and they'll tell them to a few.
So you can never pay attention, when they're whispering to you.
There were many talents you possessed that I wished myself to have.
But the way your eyes would gloss over, well I never envied that.
And I doubt you'll ever come back now from wherever it is you are.
'Cause you never understood what we loved you for.
I'm sure the T.V. sets will tell us when someone reinvents the wheel.
Till then I'll have a million conversations about shit that isn't real.
But I'll try to breathe in meaning dig deep through every gasp of air.
Cause I know you did the same thing for as long as you can bear.
I guess everything just circles 'round to where it was before.
So I hope I'll see you soon in some other form.

 

[fox69]

"Road To Joy"

"Road To Joy"


The sun came up with no conclusion
Flowers sleeping in their beds
This city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide-awake, it's morning

I have my drugs, I have my woman
They keep away my loneliness
My parents have they have their religion
But sleep in separate houses

I read the body count out of the paper
And now it's written all over my face
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes that's just the most comfortable place

So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing
Everyday I'm on the clock
My mind races with all my longings
But cant keep up with what I got

I hope I don't sound too ungrateful
What history gave modern man
A telephone to talk to strangers
Machine guns and a camera lens

So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
It's best to join the side that's gonna win
And no one's sure how all of this got started
But we're gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end
Oh ya we will, oh ya we will!

Well I could have been a famous singer
If I had someone else's voice
But failure's always sounded better
Lets fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusion
Flowers sleeping in their beds
This city's cemetery's humming
I'm wide-awake, it's morning

 

[fox69]

"Roosevelt Room"

"Roosevelt Room"


Hey there son of Adam
Hey there daughter of Eve
Help me sing this tear gas riot song
To some fresh faced police
They won't even know what hit ‘em
When they lift their Roman shades
When the people's song comes pouring in on a brand new day

Now, you who dam the river
You who change a mountain's name
First we marched to rally back
Now we're taking down Washington state
In death there’s a consolation
You know only hate and rage
You paid a dowry for your child's rights
Now she's living like a slave

A prayer came down the wire
And it was all in the enemy’s code
You couldn't figure out what mercy meant
Until you did like you were told
When they finally sent the doctors
Once the fireball went out
There was nothing left but the cockroaches
In a movie with no sound

What good, what good are you?
With your cynical flag and your Roosevelt room
What good, what good are you?
With your Cherokee trail and your Arlington tomb

Yeah, go ask Hunter Thompson
Yeah, go ask Hemmingway's ghost
It all catches up with you
Once you get just a little too old
Take a hard look in the mirror
It's a thing that you did not see
The shadow's long
But the day is young
It just wasn't meant to be

There's no blankets for the winter
There's no oil in the lamp
And I'd like to write my congressman
But I can't afford the stamp
You want me to pay my taxes
So you can propagate your lies
While there's barefoot dudes down in New Orleans
Looking like they're gonna die

Yeah, you who quote the legends
You who poisoned all of my dreams
You pinned all of the medals on
All those boys from Omaha Beach
Hope you haven't got too lazy
I know you like your apple pie
But the working poor you've been pissing on
Are doing double shifts tonight

What good, what good are you?
With your cynical flag and your Roosevelt room
What good, what good are you?
With your Cherokee trail and your Arlington tomb

 

[fox69]

"Saturday As Usual"

"Saturday As Usual"


Virginia is almost sleeping
The night is getting older
There is static on the tv
And she's lying on the sofa
The cats crawl over her

Jenny is in the garage
She's got the car in neutral
She rolls it out so quietly
It's saturday as usual
It always is

And me I'm in my bedroom drawing in my notebook
Because my hand thinks I'm an artist
But my heart knows I'm a poet
It's just words they mean so little to me
I can't seem to deal with total trust
There is something very wrong with me

Daddy's in the backyard
His hands are getting dirty
And mom is in the kitchen and her cake says that I'm thirteen
Another year

My brother went to college to become a doctor
And if he studies hard enough
He'll end up just like father
Who hates his life

And me I'm in the bathroom
Crying out my eyelids because it's hard to Be a man
When you are scared like a little kid
The world has become a little too mean
And I can't see the point of patient love
When everyone just wants to get fucked