where does the weather go when i see blue around the gold
circling the atmosphere in california clear ?
where does the time
go when today turns into long ago ?
where are all the colors when a rainbow disappears ?
someone's singing today i really don't
know, i will never
light the night to make it like the day, it really won't glow
it really won't
never mine i really don't mind i
really don't care
i really don't
make a line to make it mind the time, they really won't go
were they ever ?
surrounded here, imaginary interfere
supersonic architecture spanish castle cream
press my hands against my ears to try to make the
an acrobatic, symphonatic helicopter scream
all that shines will come in time
never mind all that's left
lovestone blind, well still is mine
here i find all my peace of mind
how they look into the eyes of a silver screen
can of lies
the city streets are the golden cage of the sleeping flies
wings pounding to the concrete dance of the stamping
gold seeping from the hand of the unamused
down through the smoke to the trash scattering the ground
cut through the smell
of the sirens screaming from the town
kneeling down to the healing fix of a hyperdermic crucifix
hanging from the choking throats of
giant stack of broken bricks