Friday me stuck it to Monday me so when I checked my screen on Monday morning there was a part of me that never left and didn't want to be seen but it left work for me Friday me could give a fuck about Monday me whatever tears were leaked were Monday's problem where should the future be? way out in front or lying back in the leaves we just want symmetry Friday me was pretty happy that he lived to see the sight of Monday me fighting Sunday evening end meritocracy to make it fall will take more than a week so Monday, talk to me

what i discovered about halfway across the desert was that something might have changed if i'd only taken that other train there might've been better wilderness there might've been a star among a desert of stars look out for fire seems like no one takes you serious all I can say are those words on the wall and what i discovered gave me chills at the height of summer it was not some wild refrain it was cool and it called my name and when the dark covered everything that's when I shook the most inside a desert of ghosts what I discovered was a prologue to another but the desert took the tears and we left it in better spirits still trying to learn how to travel light along a path that strays across a desert of days

People come, people go all at once two fools betrothed all at once the trail goes cold all the above now that everything's out I'm fine, tell the chorus line never in love, was there ever a doubt? I'm fine, tell those kids of mine I'm fine for as long as everything's fine people come, people go in the crowd, two fools draw close in the crowd no fool is alone in the middle, now that everything's out I'm fine, tell the chorus line my survival was a secret 'til now I'm fine, tell those kids of mine I'm fine for as long as everything's fine

I know I won't be here forever and I may not have been here enough at all a better thing might be to blame the weather blame the summer spring and winter for the fall I know when I talk to a stranger it's like trying to read a cloudy crystal ball a better thing might be to look behind me read the writing that runs all across the wall no there isn't much I want to recall but oh, could it be that the world turned out the way it did for me? all for me did the world turn out the way it did for me? all for me I know the universe is cold and empty but I bet if you could wrap it in a song the fathomless music might seduce you into doing something very very wrong I gambled with the clothes that I had on then oh, could it be that the world turned out the way it did for me? all for me did the world turn out the way it did for me? all for me

we went away for days to see a new sun melt sapphire into the weave of the waves where some of that sun stood still my edge was ablaze everything else was a red wire breast still harboring malaise from under a spongy fill [you gotta get yourself together] [get the squishy little bits in a mass] [whoever betrays you, does only to save you] [a guy with tits shouldn't ask] so I lay out in the rays while seabirds abscond with the French fries all the beauty of the day couldn't arouse my soul bent across the chaise I catch my reflection in your eyes now I know the many ways it's all gone out of control [you gotta get yourself together] [knot your tie and run a comb thru your hair] [whoever rejects you just wants to protect you] [a guy with tits shouldn't care]

i got beef with the mother and the child i got beef 'round the middle, maybe that's why they say to me you can't afford the real thing I got beef with the product and the price I got beef but I bought in maybe that's why they say to me you can't avoid the real thing they say to me the real thing is a biter they say to me the longest of all-nighters they pray for me that mead will bring relief I got beef but I know the apple's ripe I got beef from the middle of a lifetime of rivalry with what some might say was the real thing

it's sad to say, but I I hate emotion I cried today and it felt unclean so I turned away but by then the door was open and whatever else came in I can hardly dream it's sad to say, but i I fake devotion i prayed today and it felt obscene so I ran away but by then the words were spoken though they moved neither the ghost nor the machine dark horses and wild nights soon enough for both at the world's edge they arrive

who holds the keys to my soul when it's been gone so long but whatever who holds the keys to my heart when it's been wrong so long so whatever I feel might make sense to a broken wheel in the unreal there's something other here who can you believe when even you were ready to buy two but whatever who was overseas man it wasn't me, but when my ship comes in then whatever I steal will stay under lock and key for real it's a new deal where what matters is revealed to whoever leaves, you left too soon there were ten more tunes but whatever when they felled the tree from where it grew, I thought am I next too? so whenever my heel turns to a point upon the wheel and the bells peal Then I'm first across the field

a moment came, peak eerieness discomfort rose and my host's address was all at once ahaunt was all at once unblessed and all at once i knew i was the unwanted guest the moment went, the feeling changed found a home still it had no name then all at once grew arms then all at once grew teeth then all at once the ground fell from underneath the moment's gone but the change was real I still can't say what it is I feel when all at once there's smoke and all at once there's fire and all at once the flames reach a little higher

How can you hate a song? talk about something that doesn't do anything wrong How can you hate a melody it's like hating a person for being a person How can you hate a tune? do you hate dreamers? well, who the hell are you? How can you hate a song? When there are hundreds of places where there are hundreds of people wishing you would go cold with such an assault on your soul How can you hate a song? written by moonlight, forgotten by dawn How can you hate a melody? An ephemeral whisper, it's been good to your sister How can you hate a tune? Do you still hate dreamers? A lot of people do How can you hate a song? Can't you hear yourself speak? listen to what you're saying this is why you're alone it troubled me all the way home How can you hate a song?