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Quicksand
Minds
Shallow
that's what we are no depth
We
lay our heads close together
Turn
our tongues up to the sky
And
catch the rain drop by drop
Cause
we're so shallow it's what we are
Wade
through those deep that swallow me up
Up
to the heights of the Quicksand Minds
Shallow
it's what I am no depth
I
bow my head down to the high ones
The
beautiful people the hairless the baby skin the soft
It's
what I am
Wade
through those deep that swallow me up
Up
to the heights of the Quicksand Minds
Shallow
that's what I am
I
look down at the high ones
Cause
they could drown in my shallowness
••••
We
Treat the Blindness
Waiting
we fall in our circles
Flying
silent on winged egos
Experience
is the key
To
wake up with all the poverty day in day in
We
can only touch the Surface
We
calm the Temper not the Rage
We
treat the Blindness not the Plague
Stumbling
over the broken wills
Feeling
for the way out
Our
eyes became golden
Black
holes we swallowed only what we could touch
The
moment then lost
Or
if we could just fade away for the time to pass us by
We
can only touch the Surface
We
calm the Temper not the Rage
We
treat the Blindness not the Plague
Experience
is the key
To
understand is live in poverty
••••
Remedios
the Beauty (Inspired
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez)
She
walks across the roof
After
thirty months of rain
The
Lust it rises damp and quickly
They
breathe into their lungs
They
leave their wives at home
We
had to hide the face of Remedios the Beauty
Cause
they fall at the feet of the porcelain and frail
Fall
dead at her feet if she slips her silken veil
She's
climbing to Heaven tonight
She
stood above the minstrel sound
And
dropped a flower to the ground
They
raised the yellow rose
Their
desperate smiles froze
As
they tugged past her child's eyes
We
had to strike them blind
Her
lips puckered the open sky
And
she walks across the roof after thirty months of rain
••••
A
Certain Euphoria
Hammers
down spirits gone
She
breathed her last breathe so the house is done
950
doors they never appeared
Rooms
and rooms still empty of the ghosts she feared
We
built this town inside her home for the souls to roam
Carpenter
nails hoodoo pins
Pricked
her loneliness
Stabbed
the gun princess but kept her safe
Though
the racket drove her insane
The
gun racket drove her insane
We
built this ghost town inside her home for the souls to roam
Winchester -
Mrs. Winchester
Her
spirit knows a certain euphoria
Like
floating through walls
Daughter
of lore
Wife
of a gunmaker
••••
De
Milo
Rejoice
at marble feet built by craving hands
So
pure for mass destruction and delight
The
sightless wait to touch
To
lead is one by one to follow is enough
It's
the oversoul it consoles your lonely mind
Sense
of blind affection can radiate
Surround
in warmth
The
infinite spirit helps create the brighter life
Because
it seeps into the cracks it melts you down
To
lead is one by one to follow is enough
It's
the oversoul it consoles your lonely mind
Rejoice
at marble feet
••••
Drown
Fingers
hear whispers I blindly reach for you only for you
I
hold it close to my breath
Your
sustenance Your goodby kiss
But
you won't live without me
Moon-soaked
rising waters carry my love to you
So
calm the sea you succumb to me
Floating
into my arms
I
hold it close to my breath
Your
sustenance Your goodby kiss
But
you won't survive without me
Cause
I gave you my heart
Soft
I wait each night
I
remember the thought of your skin
The
touch of your voice whispering my name
Why
did we drift apart
I
hold it close to my breath
Your
sustenance Your goodby kiss
But
you I can't live without you
'Cause
I gave you my heart
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All
Lyrics by Monica Richards, 1989-1990
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