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Im going back to the shore
Back to the ganges
And back to lenore
Though she cant stand me

We live in a treehouse
Walk our kids to the door...

Porcelain turqiouse
Right on the sill
Youve lent me your heartache
But i never will

The new revolution
Up on the hill
Im doin the dishes
Ill do em until

On top of the freezer
I light a cigar
Where are we going
Where are we are

The new resolution
The miracle mile
I lll never stop using
Im gonna get high

The registers empty
The planet is green

If you start to resent me
I know you will…
Just light me on fire
With irreverent skill

All of us here now
Steady to go
Miss revolution
She pretty you know

I dont understand you
But i wish you the best
All the right answers
On your upcoming test

I carry you gently
I carry you blind
For god has forsaken
What she cannot find

The traveling circus
Ah, nevermind
I thought it’d be fun
To go for a ride…

Im on the tightrope
Your on the trapeze
Its all in the balance
Of what we have seen!

I need a reason
But not one to fly
And i red in the violet
But im not your guy

A new revolution!
How did you know?
Im only confusing
The here and the know

A new revolution!
How did you know?
The peddling confusion
Where did it go

The stunning arrival
Above and below

How did you know me
Where did you go
The box on the ceiling
Is ready to show

Im going to heaven
And ill never look back
When i was bout seven
My sister said that

Im still gonna do it
Whatever they they say
I got names in my pocket
Im just a ticket away

Ill stay with the family
For a week or two
Get to know the city
Just like you do

Then ill meet jesus
At quarter to five
Do i call him jesus?
Or do i just say “hi”?

Anyway, im happy to see you!
And im happy to go
Have you been to the theater
What do ya know…

It’s been quite a blessing
Stayin with you
The neon in lighting
Well, thats nothing new

Down 111
Ive got a man
And hes gonna listen
We’re startin’ a band

Wicrowave popcorn
And ill feel it too
Come on lets have it
This flavor is new

My friends are the writers
Im just the voice
I don’t think they’d listen
If they had the choice

The fall is approaching
For that matter too
Am i foolish for waiting
For summer, and you

Thats quite an expression
Dont wait for the fall
And who said im waiting
Or living at all?

In the mist of new england
Down for the count
Whatever is coming
Oh god...can we get out?!

Need a distraction
That one’ll do…
Hes going to vegas
Whats it to you?

Christmas in concert
Halloween in repose
Ive got cotton candies
I know you like those

This constitution
This miracle mile
This swiftness, this moving
Is here for a while

This patterned illusion
The red and the green
It’s a little confusing
You know what i mean?

Now sit in the theater
Half stunned but alive
Cant help but imagine
The shake and the jive

What an impression
What a beautiful day
What an expression
What a something to say

My buddy holly…
The sweet music that died
I went to the levee
To find find it was dry

But you all know the story
That one’s been told
And those who’ve sung it
Well, they’re bought or they’re sold