Mercury

If you ask the man in the tollbooth
Well i'm sure he'd tell you
That on the highways there's a million ways
If you wanna disappear
Should you take a left or a right,
Well i'm sure i don't care
All i want out of life is to hide somewhere

Will you find me?

Each halloween your faces get more frightening
The closer i look the more i can see
Your limits begin to show
The astronaut won first prize,
It was was a ton of moon dust
All i see in his eyes are years of hate and mistrust

Will you find me?

"come out come out wherever you are,"
Said the fisherman to the sea
"oh i miss you, i miss you love. where can you be?
If i have to wait anymore then i won't believe
In the love that i've known
Or in the life that i have known."

Will you find me?

Capp street is an underwater cave
That's filled with crutches and canes
And faces that were washed away
Away from innocence and pain

They don't care who lost the one
They just wanna get the whole thing over and done

They keep me up all night
They sing songs to the moon
Wishing they could close their eyes
But they're waiting for jacques cousteau

The girls outside they're not waiting for the sun
They just wanna get the whole thing over and done

Seems like bowl history down
To a forty-five minute wait
A big boredom filled with stars
All burning with hate

Yeah we had a good time, we had some fun
And now we wanna get the whole thing over and done

My revenge against the world
Is to believe everything you say
Balance as you are on a pile of empty bottles
And even when the world has taken
All your defenses away
There's no way that you can be true

I'll believe you

Don't you get sick of party favors
That start with a whimper and end with a whisper
And even when every single one of your gestures is a lie
To me, you always ring true

I'll believe you

The first time the cops came
They were like brand new friends
The second time they came they were a little concerned
They said,

Lazarus wasn't grateful for his second wind
For another chance
Watch his chances fade like the dawn and leave
I can barely tell you just how pale i get
Without you

I've been a mess since you've been gone

What were the first words that crowd heard him speak
I bet he was cursing at the sky
I bet he wasn't turning no other cheek
And was there still hope and desire left in his heart
For the last word in love

I've been a mess since you've been gone

Your beauty is just a slap in the face
That's gonna bring me back to life
Back to another sky that's blue
It's gonna turn me into another great american zombie

So hungry for you

I've been a mess since you've been gone

Shuffling through people like cards
I can't find anyone to take my losing hand
Winning streak left me high and dry
A winning streak that slowly drains from the land

I'm hanging by a thread

Foget me i pray to the day
Tired of being stuck on a pin
Forget me don't see me this way
Jumping out of my skin

Hanging by a thread

Shuffling through people like cards
Let them blow around like sand
Maybe it'll uncover some beauty in their eyes
Maybe it'll give me a place to breathe
Maybe give me some room to stand

I'm hanging by a thread

Why don't you be good for something
And draw down the shade
On a sign that sat up all night shivering
On a sign that sat up all night afraid

Well now chains on the oasis that
Leads a man to drink
Drunk on the kind of applause
That gets louder the lower you sink

Gratitude walks on sixth street

Pull it from the air
And they throw it in the blue
And you're spinning under their wheels
Trapped in your room

You're jumpy, you don't want to see
You don't want to see them have their fun
Slap her face if she should laugh
Push him down if he should try and run

Gratitude walks on sixth street

Take a number for your big woman
They sold the rules of dream land
In cotton, wool, and cement


Well it's never what you want
It's just the kind of thing that always happens here
Yeah you watch the good old days pass you by
Leaving your cupboards bare

Gratitude walks on sixth street

When you left you took all memory of me with
Leaving me with no hope of every being loved
And now like the air i'm blowing and blowing
With no hope of ever being seen

Did you hear the one about mr. ed
Well he said,
"i'm this way because of the things i've seen
But i would rather count on your love instead
Daily eating my weight in hay."

And i hate to see a good thing just go to waste
Honey it's a little weak for my taste

Well i've been praying a lot lately
It's because i no longer have a tv
Just a flourescent hangover to light the way
Between the things you say and the things i see

I just called you up to see if you wanted to go out
And drink a little wine
And waste some time on a rollercoaster ride
But you say it's too dangerous to lead an empty life

And i hate to see all your sweet words just go to waste
But honey they're a little weak for my taste

Well i'm an expert in all things that nature abhors
Your look of disgust when i touched your skin
And i try to figure what the world needs me for
So i replay the scene again and again

And i can see you try and put me in my place
Honey that's a little weak for my taste

When i spend too much time alone, i get afraid
Afraid that you're gonna leave me breathing
Afraid of what they'd throw in the way
In the way of something simple like leaving

"forgive me if you can," said the sad cashier
"for the dollars and cents our love has become.
I didn't sell you anything my dear
You were a scarecrow looking for a bonfire to sleep on."

"believe me if you can," said the pile of bones
"i think that this is all there is left to see.
Just waiting for my perscription to come