AUSTIN TUESDAY

AUSTIN TUESDAY

(CORWOOD 0823)

OLD TIN ROOF

WINTER BARE TREE
OLD TIN ROOF

SOME BREEZE
AND A TRAIN IN THE DISTANCE

SOME BROWN LEAVES
WALKING IN THE AIR

BROWN GREY HOUSES
WHITE TRIM WINDOWS

I CAN SEE EVERYTHING
THAT I WANT TO SEE

A LONG TIME WENT BY
AND I DIDN’T MOVE

IT SEEMED LIKE MOVING
WAS THE WRONG THING TO DO

THINKING AHH YES
I COULD DO THAT

AS LONG AS I THOUGHT
ONLY ABOUT WHAT I SAW

WINTER BARE TREE
OLD TIN ROOF

THE DOVES

THE DOVES ARE CALLING
AND LIFTING THEIR WINGS
ONE APPROACHES THE OTHER
AND THE OTHER FLIES AWAY

THE LIGHT IS DIMMING
SO EARLY TODAY

THERE WERE SOME THINGS
I DIDN’T WANT TO SEE

ANYWAY
I’D RATHER SAY NOTHING
AND LOOK AT THE MOON
GLOW BEHIND DARK CLOUDS

THE BEGINNING AND THE END
IS TO NOT KNOW TIME
TO SIDE WITH EVERYONE
IS NO ONE

TO BE A CADAVER
IN THE MIDST OF A PARTY
IS WHAT NO ONE WANTS

I’M NOT IN ATTENDANCE
THE FAR AWAY SONG CALLS

I DIDN’T SPEAK
I JUST THOUGHT I DID

THE DOVES ARE CALLING
AND LIFTING THEIR WINGS

THE SPARKLE

AND HERE I STAND
LOOKING DOWN AT THE RAIN
ON THE SIDEWALK
AND THE GUTTERS RUSHING PAST WITH WATER

IT’S A DREAM I’M IN
ONCE AGAIN THE GREY DAWN SEEING SUN
AND ALL LIFE AROUND
SEEMS LIKE A BURDEN

WHY DOES IT SPARKLE IN MY EYE
YES ALONE ALL ALONE AND YET
MAYBE THAT’S NOT THE WAY IT IS

BUT THESE CHANGES
HAVE ME REELING IN THE MORNING
AND JUST A FEW DAYS BEFORE
EVERYTHING WAS SO CLEAR

NO, MY LIFE IS NOT MADE
FOR BEING SIMPLE
EVEN THOUGH I LONG FOR IT TO BE

I’LL TAKE THIS SUN THROUGH THE RAIN CLOUDS
AND MAKE IT MY OWN SOMEHOW

ULTIMATE BET

I’VE GOT SEVEN POUNDS OF HONEY
I’LL HAVE TO STORE IT IN YOUR ROOM
I’VE GOT TOO MUCH HONEY
PLEASE LET ME STORE IT IN YOUR ROOM
AND IF I WANT A LITTLE TASTE
I’LL COME AND SEE YOU SOON
NOW I’M FEELIN’ REAL GOOD AND
I CAN ALMOST…SING IN TUNE

RIDING IN THE CAR, SITTING NEXT TO YOU
LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW
AT ALL THE BRILLIANT HUES

NEVER WONDERING WHERE WE’RE HEADED
CAUSE I’M REALLY RELAXED
MAYBE SOON WE’LL PULL OVER
SO WE CAN….STRETCH OUR BACKS

YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING TO BELIEVE IN
HOOFING IT THROUGH THIS WORLD
SOME REAL THINGS TO BELIEVE IN
WHILE I’M IN THIS WORLD

YOU’RE A FREE LIVING MAN
HONEY, YOUR SOUL IS UNFURLED

HIKING IN THE WOODS, WALKING BEHIND YOU
HEARING ALL THE BIRDS, AND THE SILENCE TOO
SOMETIMES IT’S YOUR WORDS, OR THE ABSENCE OF THEM

YOU TURN AROUND
IT’S OBVIOUS WE’RE BOTH CLOAKED IN SWEAT
OHH, AND HONEY, THAT’S WHEN I REALIZE
YOU’RE THE ULTIMATE BET

WHEN I THOUGHT

YOU NEVER GOT MY HEAD
YOU ONLY GOT MY HEART
WHEN I THOUGHT TO LEAVE
I BEGAN LOVING YOU

AND WHEN I STARTED LOVING
THE PIECES FELL APART
I TOOK YOU
JUST THE WAY THAT YOU WERE
I KNEW I COULDN’T CHANGE YOU
AND I COULDN’T GO AWAY

SO MY HEAD IS MINE
AND MY HEART BELONGS TO YOU
I HOPE YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY
‘CAUSE YOU’LL NEVER HAVE MY HEAD
BUT YOU’LL ALWAYS HAVE MY HEART

HAPPY GIRL

SHE’S NOT IN CONTROL
OF HER EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW

YOU CAN YELL AT HER
BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER

SHE’S HAPPY ALL THE TIME
I WISH I WAS HER
THAT IS YOU
HAPPY GIRL

YOU CAN YELL AT HER
BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER

SHE’S HAPPY ALL THE TIME
OHH, I WISH I WAS HER
THAT IS YOU

HAPPY GIRL
HAPPY GIRL
HAPPY GIRL
HAPPY GIRL

THE FENCE

THE WAY TO GO IS NOWHERE
NOW AND ALWAYS NOWHERE
WHY HAVE AN OBJECTIVE
WHY THINK OF AN END
IT GOES, THAT IS ALL
AND I GO WITH IT
THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
IS JUST THAT

I FOUND A HOLLOW EMPTY SPACE
AND I CALLED IT HOME
I LIVE IN A VACUUM
I HAVE NO CHOICE
NEVER BE THE CHOICE
EVER AGAIN
THE HOLLOW EMPTY SPACE
CONTAINS ME
I JUMPED OVER THE FENCE
JUST TO SEE THE OTHER SIDE

HUMAN TIME

HE WHISPERS LOVE INTO MY NECK
HE SPEAKS SWEETLY INTO MY EARS
BUT WHEN I OPEN MY EYES
HE ALWAYS DISAPPEARS

I SUCCUMB TO IT ALL
JUST LIKE YOU
I WALK AROUND MOTIONLESS
AS WE ALL SOMETIMES DO

I’M HARDLY ABOVE IT ALL
I’M CLEARLY BELOW THE WATER LINE
JUST SITTING ON THE PICNIC TABLE
WHILE DOING MY HUMAN TIME

THE TOP

THERE WAS A SMALL MOUNTAIN
IN THE WATER
I KNEW I WAS IN GOOD HANDS
SO PROTECTED IN THE END
WHO WAS LOOKING AFTER ME
MAKING SURE I WAS NOT TAINTED
I CAUSED A RUCKUS
DISORIENTED EVERYONE
IT WAS MY PLAN
BECAUSE I NEEDED EXCITEMENT
I KNOW YOU FORGIVE ME
OR EVEN LED ME ON
PEOPLE SHOULD THINK
AS LONG AS THEY STAY ALIVE
I’M ALIVE
YOU CAN’T FOOL ME
EVEN THOUGH YOU TURN ME
AROUND AND AROUND
LEAVING ME SPINNING LIKE THE TOP
I USED TO PLAY WITH

STRANGELY SERENE

I FEEL STRANGELY SERENE
THE SUN IS SO NICE THIS TIME OF DAY

I FEEL STRANGELY SERENE
THE SUN IS SO NICE THIS TIME OF DAY

THE TREMBLING

WHAT AN INVITING ANATOMY YOU HAVE
THERE’S A BIG SURPRISE INSIDE OF YOU
AND I KNOW RIGHT NOW
THAT THE SURPRISE IS VERY APPROPRIATE

SO OPEN UP YOUR HEART
LIGHTNING BOLTS ERUPT
CRACKING THROUGH THE AIR
EVERYONE TREMBLES IN AWE

THE BLIND SEE
AND THE CRIPPLED WALK
THE DUMBSTRUCK SPEAK
YOUR MIRACLE CURES ALL WHO SEEK

WHAT ARE WE BUT BODIES
BLOOD AND BONES
SORRY ARE YOU WRITING?? WRITE!
ABOUT THOSE THESE BLOOD AND BONES

CALM THESE RAGING SEAS
THE WATER GLISTENS
YOU BREATHE AND I LIVE
YOU ARE MY AIR

WHAT AN INVITING ANATOMY YOU HAVE
I TREMBLE TO LOOK AT YOU

TOUCHING MY BED

I’M TOUCHING MY BED
THAT I’M LAYING UPON
AND I’M FEELING YOU
EVEN THOUGH YOU’RE NOT HERE
I’M FEELING YOU
JUST LIKE YOU WERE HERE
AND THAT’S ALL I NEED
UNTIL TOMORROW COMES

I’M FEELING YOU
I’M FEELING YOU
YOU’RE ALL AROUND ME
EVERYWHERE THAT I MOVE
I KNOW YOU’RE NOT HERE
BUT YOU’RE HERE ANYWAY

YOU’RE HERE YOU’RE HERE
RIGHT BESIDE ME
AND I TOUCH YOU
AND WHEN MORNING COMES
I’LL SEE YOU AGAIN
RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME

THE MAN WITH THE HAT

(EXCUSE MY FRENCH)
THERE WAS A MAN WEARING A HAT.
WALKING ALONE DOWN THE STREET IN PARIS.
LOOK AT YOUR HAT
LOOK AT YOUR HAT
LOOK AT YOUR HAT
REGARDE TON CHAPEAU
REGARDE TON CHAPEAU
I LIKE YOUR HAT
I LIKE YOUR HAT
J’AIME TON CHAPEAU
OUI
J’AIME TON CHAPEAU
OUI
I LIKE YOUR HAT

HE SHOOK HIS HEAD.
IT’S MY HAT.
MAY I SEE YOUR HAT
NO
PUIS-JE VOIR TON CHAPEAU
NO
PUIS-JE VOIR TON CHAPEAU
NO
PUIS-JE VOIR TON CHAPEAU
NO
I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAT
JE VEUX TENIR TON CHAPEAU
NO
I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAT
NO, NO
JE VEUX TENIR TON CHAPEAU
AVEZ, NO
I WANT YOUR HAT
I WANT YOUR HAT
I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAT
GO
ALLEZ
ALLEZ-VOUS

I WANT YOUR HAT
JE VEUX TON CHAPEAU
NO
ALLEZ

DONNE MOI TON CHAPEAU
DONNEZ MOI
DONNE MOI TON CHAPEAU
GIVE ME YOUR HAT
IT’S MY HAT
GIVE ME YOUR HAT
NO
GIVE ME YOUR HAT
ALLEZ

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