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verse should I leave Erebus to his own device what Chaos when the curtain rises and the houselights dim with whitecake on my face the actress backstage contemplates laying a Universal egg still a broken heart is a broken heart and Illumination is in fact Performance chorus In the dark In the cold In the sky I can fly I am old But I can see For miles And miles I am silver I am gold I am white I am blue I am rock I am chaste I am time I am truth When twilight falls among the stars I sit and tinker with your moods I hear your thoughts I move the tides I am your God I am your Muse I can be fire I can be war I am the daughter of Zeus But tonight there won't be light 'cause I can't shine without you Downright tired in this winter white Though my best sleep is dressed in black Ample hours to dream, still I lack Repose, and wander through the night A drink or two, blackjack straight through Till dawn, ever unrequited love Nothing brings peace, Heaven above Send Morpheus to me, for I am due Will you sing softly? Will you keep Watch as the light begins to wane? Steadfast and sweet, will you remain God of my dreams, and let me sleep? cold as stone, possessor of bone-chilling beauty I, alone, wanting but not wanting to be scratching and clawing at this waiting for something to give so give me a sign a shiver, a sigh a look in your eye a reason to live fantasy still captor and captive are we strangers until desire and goddess intrigue a slanting and movement of hips a flush, a warmth of the skin as night falls I wait for breath, for fate the sweet salty taste pressing lips on lips unrequited love is what I know of love spellbound I will stay imagination may be for fools imagination may be cruel to be kind at the end of the day ivory girl chiseled and cooler than clay icy reserve is provocation. will you betray eyes that linger and hold too fast? if you stumble, if the mask should crumble or fall warm blooded after all the longer you stall so shall I last Verse Everything is food, everything is fair game. The second it's gone is the second I crave more animal, vegetable, mineral feed, more fodder, more fuel, more cake and ice cream. In Scythia, where the pickings are slim, I'm gorgeous and grateful it's "in" to be thin. Wan and pale, I court emaciation in high style and endless mastication. With cheekbones and ribs that tighten my skin, wildly attractive and seductive as sin, the closer you come, the more you want me, the more you want, the more you want to be free. There's no slaking of thirst, no quenching of need, and there's never, ever enough to [...]

did you ever think a piano could fall on your head? do you look over your shoulder at all? on the dark side of passion comes a taste for revenge in the night is there a rustle just under your bed? are the bolts dead? is the phone live? are you wide, wide awake? are you surprised a battle-ax has an ax to grind? it's tit for tat and all's fair in love a mercenary man with a dutiful wife the tables have turned the plot is prime are the lights on? cause the bet's off are you wide, wide awake? i gotcha comin' i gotcha goin' the IRS is on your tail a private dick is in your mail your edifice is starting to crack and peel your girlfriend is starting to panic and steal whatever's left of a small piece of a small pie of a small man with a much smaller life did you mistake "fat and happy" for stupid and blind? do you know that I knew from the start? a tooth for a tooth an eye for an eye this taxidermist has skinned you alive are the dogs in? cause the cat's out are you wide, wide awake? refrain (adapted from poem by Verlaine) Dansons la gigue! J'aimais surtout ses jolies yeux Plus clairs que l'etoile des cieux J'aimais ses yeux malicieux Dansons la gigue! Elle avait des facons vraiment De desoler un pauvre amant, Que c'en etait vraiment charmant! Dansons la gigue! Mais je trouve encore meilleur Le baiser de sa bouche en fleur Depuis qu'elle est morte a mom coeur Dansons la gigue! Je me souviens, je me souviens Des heures et des entretiens Et c'est le meilleur de mes biens Dansons la gigue! there's a piece on the chair a piece in the hall a nice piece of me stuck to the wall divide and conquer the jigsaw in you has left me asunder all over the room there's a piece by the clock clinging awkwardly to time there's a piece at the piano clinging stubbornly to rhyme there's a fun piece of me in a crack in the floor an innocent piece who walked out the door BRIDGE call me a doctor or a structural engineer draft me a past and a future that consent to adhere give me a pill that makes cohesion a pharmacological thing bring me the tape and the twine the blueprint design to fit that scraps and the threads to the feet and the legs there's a piece that was pretty for a moment or two but my mouth and my lips are somehow askew a piece of a hero is behind the TV the piece with the glue is looking for pieces of me there's a piece in Detroit a piece in LA New York is a critic she's funny that way there's a piece prone to panic a big piece is blue all the pieces agree the best piece went with [...]

should I leave Erebus to his own device? what Chaos when the curtains rises and the houselights dim with whitecake on my face the actress backstage contemplates laying a Universal egg still a broken heart is a broken heart and illumination is in fact Performance in the dark in the cold in the sky i can fly i am old but i can see for miles and miles i am silver i am gold i am white i am blue i am rock i am chaste i am time i am truth when twilight falls among the stars i sit and tinker with your moods i hear your thoughts i move the tides i am your God i am your Muse i can be fire i can be war i am the daughter of Zeus but tonight there won't be light cause I can't shine without you but tonight there won't be light cause I can't shine without you where is the green in the leaf? where is the movement in the molecules? where is the up in the beat? where is the thrill in the chill of the night? where is the bee in the sting? when did the earth lose circumference? when did the map lose relief? where is the salt in the tear in my eye? where is the gold in the pot? where is the sense in the common? where is the time in the rag? where is the play in the vein of the game? where is the soul in the food? where did the second hand slacken? when did the burn lose the sun? where is the dawn in the break if the day? i'm lost in this love where is the ring in the truth? where is the pearl in the oyster? where is the pillow in the talk? where is the friend in the girl and the boy? where is the heart in the ache? where is the snap in the dragon? when did the dust lose the star? when did the mind lose the peace and the frame? where is the cream in the ice? where is the sky in the scraper? where is the home in the run? where is the wind and the town and the down? where is the grand in the slam? where is the sweet in the bitter? when did the tap lose the dance? when did the night lose the good and the gown? i'm lost in this love i'm lost in this love i'm lost, lost, lost in this love the moment slips by in silence like dying in your sleep peripheral vision could save you if the movement weren't so fleet like the burning smell of flesh before the brain records the heat the flash of an explosion the second before defeat if Truth could sound a warning instead of stealing in the night if blunder would blaze like neon or a Christmas tree with lights if words spoken in [...]

Pack up all my cares and woes Feeling low here I go Bye bye blackbird Where somebody waits for me Sugar sweet so is she Bye bye blackbird No one seems to love or understand me And all the hard luck stories they keep handing me Where somebody shines the light I'll be coming on home tonight Bye bye blackbird Nobody seems to love or understand me And all the hard luck stories they keep on handing me Where somebody shines the light I'm coming on home tonight Bye bye blackbird Just for a thrill Hmm, you turn the sunshine into rain Hmm, baby, for a thrill You gave my heart nothin' but pain Hmmm, to me, you were a pride and a joy But to you, I was only a toy A plaything, just to toss around at will Hmmm, just for a thrill You know that you did me wrong Just for a thrill You made my life just one sad song But now you're free And you're havin' your fun But to me, you're still the only one Just for a thrill, hmmm You made my heart stand still You give your hand to me and then you say, "Hello" And I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so And anyone can tell you think, you know me well Well, you don't know me No, you don't know the one who dreams of you at night And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight To you I'm just a friend that's all I've ever been No, you don't know me I never knew the art of making love Though my heart aches with love for you Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by A chance that you might love me too You give your hand to me and then you say, "Goodbye" I watched you walk away beside some lucky guy Oh, you'll never, never know the one who loved you so No, you don't know me What's it all about, Alfie? Is it just for the moment we live? What's it all about when you sort it out, Alfie? Are we meant to take more than we give Or are we meant to be kind? And if only fools are kind, Alfie Then I guess it's wise to be cruel And if life belongs only to the strong, Alfie What will you lend on an old golden rule? As sure as I believe there's a heaven above, Alfie I know there's something much more Something even non-believers can believe in I believe in love, Alfie Without true love we just exist, Alfie Until you find the love you've missed you're nothing, Alfie When you walk let your heart lead the way And you'll find love any day, Alfie, Alfie Those autumn leaves go past my window Those autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips those summer kisses Those sunburned hands I [...]

And the beat goes on, the beat goes on Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain La de da de de, la de da de da Charleston was once the rage, uh huh History has turned the page, uh huh The miniskirt's, the current thing, uh huh Tennybopper in our newborn king, uh huh And the beat goes on, the beat goes on The grocery store's the supermart, uh huh Little girls still break their hearts, uh huh And men still keep on marching off to war Electrically, they keep the baseball score And the beat goes on, the beat goes on Grandmas sit in chairs and reminisce Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss Cars just keep going faster all the time A bum still cries, "Hey buddy, have you got a dime?" And the beat goes on, the beat goes on And the beat goes on, the beat goes on lord, let it rain i can't stand the lie of a blue sky one more day can't you make the pitter, patter sweet teardrop splatter against my windowpane c'mon, bring down the sky let those clouds and me have a good cry let it rain lord let it rain take away the glare of the empty shape of the day can't you make that liquid fly, bubbles rise, heatwave die, the water slip and slide me away your sun makes me feel like a fool god your weather just don't match my mood let it rain let the thunder crack, let the lightning snap the tension of a long, dry afternoon wash away the time, cover me in shadow, then forgive me for lying in bed listening to the rain fall on my roof lord let it rain i can't stand the sound of the silent sun on my face can't you make those downtown hopping, grocery shopping perky, plodding, cheerful folks go away c'mon bring on the flood let my soul have its day in the mud let it rain c'mon bring down the sky and let those clouds and me have a good cry, let it rain the perfect shade of lipstick a red that belies insouciance carefully weaved into a style eyeliner drawn with an artisan's hand replication makes perfection she's just a button short of trash matching toes and fingers the peek-a-boo shoe manipulation as subtle as the perfume a South Beach tan under a sun-streaked do orchestration and precision the girl works harder than you primitive inspiration packaged in modern disguise disposition permitting a glimpse of the thigh masculine resolve with a feminine plan domination and submission she smells the gas then lights the match stylish deliberation the chattel of Calvin Klein obsession calculation of color and design glamour defined by supply and demand education and graduation she's just a culture short of class a moment of indecision cool wind from the edge of the cliff intoxication feels like love when it looks like this if Truth is [...]