A Waiter

Daydreaming With A Broken Spine

I am a traveling salesman
I am selling things that no one needs
I travel light, my only help are
These worn out shoes and a grateful smile

I am a tattooed sailor
A wind has carved deep lines in my face
I am tired of whores and I am tired of harbors
I am tired of a million different shades of blue

I am a race driver
Gasoline soaked asphalt, adrenalin and noise
A picture of my mom hanging sheets and singing
Goes through my head each time I face death

I am a coal miner
I am digging in the dark covered in the dust 
Shovel in my hands, anger in my heart 
Everyday again I am blinded by the sun

I am a private eye 
Professional indifference, soul full of scars
I am swimming in a sea of emptiness and pain
Bottle in my desk helps me fall asleep

I am a trapeze artist
I am dancing high above the ground
I am dancing high above the lights
Above the words, above the sounds

On and on this life goes...

1. Daydreaming With A Broken Spine

Sweet Jesus

And Jesus, sweet Jesus his body burns like fire
And Jesus, sweet Jesus just could not understand it
Those moments of blindness, of raging pain and madness
And tears are like diamonds hidden deep inside him

Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me
Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me

And Jesus, sweet Jesus his body soft like water
And Jesus, sweet Jesus just could not understand it
Those moments of blindness, of raging pain and madness
And tears are like diamonds hidden deep inside him

Lay me down. lay me down where only you can find me
Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me

3.  Sweet Jesus

Fat And Neurotic

She dreams of a big love, kind of love that never dies or fades away
I am a whale, I am swimming slowly through my universe of blue
Alone with her as I am with anyone else

Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place yeah
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face

Music on the radio, cigarette smoke, horizons passing by
One of those moments when I wish that I was on the outside
You smiled, you seem happy. I said nothing at all

Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place yeah
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face

God has an ulcer since that time they killed his son
I see him sometimes sitting on the park bench , staring empty, wondering forever
I hope he finds reason, strength to forget and forgive

Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face

My love lives in Texas, yellow roses, cigarettes and sun
I walk through the suburbs, numb completely numb
They say that good people die with a smile on their face

Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face

Because love means nothing, love means nothing at all...

4. Fat And Neurotic

Lilly

She's sitting at the desk, she's talking on the phone
She's standing in a line, she's eating all alone
She's chatting on the net, she's waiting to go home

She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself... There must be something more

She's driving in a car, she's shopping at the mall
She's climbing up the stairs, she's taking off her clothes
She's soaking in a bath, she's sipping rum and coke

She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself...  There must be something more

She's picking out a dress, she's making up her eyes
She's walking down the street, she's drinking at the club, 
She's dancing on the floor, she's fucking with a guy

She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself... I'm so fucking bored!!!

5. Lilly

John Wayne

I am driving slowly in my silver car
The night is full of stars
High heel boots, tons of grease in my hair

My eyes endlessly blue
I smoke too much there is nothing else to do

I eat so little, I never sleep
I always drink alone
The moon, the sun, days and nights

Time is slowly passing
I run in circle, I don't mind

The bills I make someone else pays
Everybody knows my name
Things I say, things I do

No one gets inside of shell 
My own heaven, my own hell

I hate to talk about good old days
I hate to talk at all
Words so useless, so untrue

My eyes endlessly blue
I smoke too much there is nothing else to do

6. John Wayne

Sunday

I am sleeping because I am lonely, I am eating because i am bored
I am talking because I am empty, I am laughing because I am scared
I am running because I am restless, I am drinking because I am tired
I am working because I am worried, I am dreaming because I am lost

Runaway...

You told me that you love me, you told me that you're mine, all mine
You told me that you missed me, It scares me every time
And oh, Lord you know I tried, you know I did, nothing's ever going to change
Wherever I go, whatever I do, one thing remains the same

Runaway...

Bleeding hands of christ, the perfect symmetry of pain, endless golden sunset. warm watercolor dream
Vivid scenes of madness, fading city lights, is it spring or is it autumn, you are so pretty when you are shy
Beggars in the subway, the sound of falling rain, broken concrete sidewalks, violent billboard smiles
Cigarettes and glitter, walking without words, desolate, indifferent, mesmerized, surreal...

I am everything...

7. Sunday

To My Dead Love

Purple lips, flowers dancing in the wind
Senseless thoughts, a taste of liquor in my mouth
Ocean waves crushing slowly to a shore
A glimpse of the eternal truth

Morning mist, all things beautiful and bright 
A naked child running barefoot through the fields
Ringing bells, god is passed out on the floor
Distant mountains appear blue

Neon lights, fast food restaurants, loud drunks
Empty eyes, broken promises, white lines
Crying man is holding picture in his hands
I miss the role I played for you

8. To My Dead Love

Ghosted

Sometimes I wonder where you are, sometimes I wonder what you do
I wonder if you think of me and all the things we used to do
Sometimes I dream about your eyes, sometimes I dream about your smile
Sometimes I whish I could have shared my hopes and doubts and fears with you

Sometimes I wonder if youre dead, if so, I wonder how you died
I wonder if you died alone or was there someone by your side
Sometimes I shiver at the tought of running fingers through your hair
Sometimes I hurt myself to stop a voice that screams inside my head

Please let it go...

Ghosted

The wind was playing with the leaf, I was the leaf, the wind was pain before you came
I didn't care about the wind, I didn't care about the leaf before you came
I knew the drill take what you can give nothing back, don't turn around before you came

And than you left and broke my heart...

The dust was dancing in the light, I was the dust the light was pain before you came
I didn't care about the light, I didn't care about the dust It was insane
I'd ask myself from time to time man, is that really all there is before you came

And than you left and broke my heart...

It's fucked up

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