#post-oliver

There's a science to walking through windows.

There were sleepless dreamers, doomsday preachers The message and the messenger, the gun beneath the register The sweet gum tree by the tough drunk tank We could never give enough to the bad blood bank There were hopeless sinners, sweepstake winners They danced with the farmer's daughter, Capered with the corporate lawyers But it all came down to you and I

Falling harder than a star 'cause you could hear the broken heart Within the world, within the world That ain't your song, it won't sing along

I wanna make some loud noises Set something off Light it on fire and then Watch it blow up I am the whistle before the explosion I am the heat that makes powder expand Some days I wake up lucky Today I am the queen of the damned ... I wanna make some loud noises Piss someone off Get a fight going and then Watch it blow up Make it blow up

as the woman blows her cover in the eye of the beholder

Time can over-complicate But darling, I refuse to wait There's no way of planning For the fall All your paths will fade away Questions read by years in pain I can be the answer to it all Even if your heart stops I'll be there to hold you up Even as the world turns I'll be there to watch the fire burn Burn us both alive

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost Who put these bodies between us?

all our morning kisses in the covers and told our children what 'worthy' means and then you wrapped your arms around another and told them what was worth a pile of beans