Big Plans For The Dead Man

Tell me will the questions ever stop?

Tell me will the hunt ever give up?

So transfixed by wall-clock-ticks we wait

Pressure builds while time's fresh kills are made

You were a witness to a descent

A broken vase and a hole in the head

Such a waste of loving plans

Such a waste of loving plans

Big plans for the dead man

The pavement cracks don't mean you any harm either

Big plans for the dead man

Who can't relax while there's still so much he hasn't done

Tell me will the questions ever stop?

Tell me will the hunt ever give up?

So transfixed by wall-clock-ticks we wait

Pressure builds while time's fresh kills are made

You made an enemy of the world

You got exactly what you deserved

Such a waste of loving plans

Such a waste of loving plans

Big plans for the dead man

Who bent the facts 'til they settled into his vision

Big plans for the dead man

Who daren't subtract all the losses from decisions

Tied To A Time

Seek and destroy

Search and discover

Such a beautiful

Way to get hurt

What did you learn?

So much for the dream

We had when we were young

To be some one

Angels running

Running for cover

While we wait for

Jesus to return

What did you learn?

So much for the dream

We had when we were young

To be some one

I know, I know, we're short on time

Just show, just show me someone who's satisfied

Remember the belief

We had when we were young?

The curse of the dream

We had when we were young

Blissful

And so did it come to pass that light forgot light

And drifted around the frontiers of sight

With a bemused look on its face as if to say

Why was I made this way if this contrasts some holy intention?

And why keep it just in range with promises to behave

Why not simply discard and erase and start again?

Confusion can be so much worse than pain

It's the cruelest of all divine inventions

So inevitably it set its own goals and it focused on those

It lined the roads with lights and wires and fireworks

And whatever it could to disguise the great problem

With hundreds of lesser ones

And then it whiled away its time out on the precipice of life

Like a dot looking only to its sides and filling up its life

With the fashions of the moment and this restlessness that no one

Could quite put their finger on

And in a dream

A prophet said to me

"Hell is revelation

Heaven is ignorance"

Memory Made

Memory made a superhero of you

How I long to erase that twisted memory of you

It's no comfort to hear it's in my head

No it's no comfort to hear it makes no sense

I take the blame like it's a great disaster

And I while away my tuneful ever after

It's no comfort to hear it's in my head

No it's no comfort to hear it makes no sense

Everything's changed, nothing has come to pass

I still remain right where you saw me last

I want to rescue you

I want to rescue you

I want to rescue you

I want to rescue you

How you have changed, drifted away from me

Still I remain lost in a memory