Amazing Grace

(alexander)

Well, i can see that you are gone
You're here with me but you are gone
It's a matter of time
'till you can catch up with your mind
And you're gone

There's nothing i could do, you're gone
It just caught up to you, you're gone
Woke up in a place one day
Apathy in your way
Now you're gone

You're gone
It's the time
You're slipping into shade
You're gone, you're defined
Now you're left alone to fade

For everyone concerned, you're gone
The point of no return, you're gone
One day you're gonna find
You're just a memory in someone else's mind
And you're gone

(naydock, palladino)

With flu
I dream of you
In light as blue as neon when it's blue
Past visions of rolling hills
In movie stills
A panoramic stew
Above the scientific
Element, content
We spy the view

(chorus)
A fever's brought me close to you
In ways we can not be
A fever's brought me close to you
In ways we can not be
Even in memory

Sublime
In double time
We climb to where convention swerves and leans
'couple-a-beers
In a tent by sears
By a giant plastic nativity scene
In color dogs endure
I'm sure
The light you've given me is green

(chorus)

I mouth petitions
Oh those soft renditions
Of the ones i've come to lean on
For you
Again, in blue
And straightening a photographic dawn
May i experience
The sense of
Where i dream you when i'm gone

(chorus 2x)

(alexander)

There's antiques on the mantle
Hank williams in the air
Bourbon on the counter
And you've cut off all your hair
The daisies on the hillside
Watch the sun goin' down
Hopin' that time turns around
Hopin' that time turns around

Police at the pawnshop
Vampires at the mall
Country boys in gangster clothes
Skate 'round city hall
And all the bathtub virgins cry
Without making a sound
They're hopin' that time turns around
Hopin' that time turns around

You'll be getting younger
You'll be dancing on the sun
And your soul won't remember
All the damage that you've done
And the last shall be the first
And the first shall be the last
But johnny come lately
Will still be pumping gas

Yesterday's a beggar
Dressed up like a king
Tomorrow is a prophet
But he ain't saying anything
Today is just a coward
Who's painted like a clown
Hopin' that time turns around
Hopin' that time turns around
Hopin' that time turns around
Hopin' that time turns around

(smith)

A letter of acceptance, from an old forgotten friend
A little piece of history, you thought you'd never see again
Like the broken plymouth, and the boat with the hole
It was a sticky situation, and you knew you had to roll
Well you knew you had to roll

A finger under your conscience, pullin' at your skin
You broke your standing record, when you let her in
Like the girl from the past, and your secret tryst
You wouldn't wanna let it go, with the flick of the wrist
Well, the flick of the wrist

But it's broken, final
Leather, vinyl, die dee die

(alexander)

You have reached
A number and a name
But i am gone
And won't be back again
If you wish
To leave a word or two
Here it is
You know what to do
Speak your mind, save yourself some time
That's what machines are for
But i'm not here anymore, i'm not here anymore

Had a friend
Who had a lady fair
Took his own life
Just to prove he cared
Now her and her new man
Yes, they're doing fine
On everything
He generously left behind
The note he left said, "save your breath"
"don't ask me what for"
I'm just not here anymore

Once upon a time
As the story's always told
The people bowed and prayed
Around a calf of gold
Now the weeds are taking over
Where the garden used to grow
Some things a man can conquer
Some things he must let go, some things he must let go

I have ruled
Over a cup and spoon
And i conclude
That the kingdom's doomed
And i have schemed
I have waited and prayed
Had my dreams
Attractively displayed
So if it's your time, speak your mind
That's what regimes are for
But i'm not here anymore

Once upon a time
As the story's often told
The people bowed and prayed
Around a calf of gold
Now the leaves are taking over
Where the flowers used to grow

I'm not here anymore

(alexander)

There was a man who sang the blues
No one could deny he spoke the truth
He shouted through the microphone
But no one could care less
He lived his life anonymously
Was rediscovered posthumously
Now people quote his words
And talk about his tragic death

(ain't that the way it goes)

The was a man who told a lie
With a twinkle in his eye
People came from all around
To stand by his side
People will sell their souls away
For a little false hope and some unfound praise
There's always somebody out there
Who is happy to oblige

(ain't that the way it goes)
Amazing grace to you

He met her in a college bar
Talked his way into her car
She fell in love with him, i guess
The same time he lost interest
Now, he takes a hit off of his bong
While she listens to country songs
Ah, to be young again

(ain't that the way it goes)
Amazing grace to you

There's a place in my father's home
Where i still go to be alone
Demons visit me there yet
Sometimes we share a cigarette
They laugh and whisper in my ear
Tell me what i want to hear
The devil has so many friends

Amazing grace to you
(ain't that the way it goes)