The eye in my sky is crying
The eye in my sky is crying
See my fears roll down the streetTears allayed by stares in spaceA cell phone in hand, no dial tone, a blues band commands my adrenal glandsUnderstand it’s my wedding band, not a new brand of incense,I take a firm stand on a crash land course stuck in the Meadowlands of YorkPassion fruit seeps from my sweat glandsSwerving into oblivion on the freeway, an alien shaman ~ that’s meAn alligator devoured my right hand – Now 2 left feet remainBeauty is nothing but a backdrop for the bluesWe all want beauty peace a little food and empathyI keep trying and failing to decompartmentalize; an exemplary fitLost my wit – cut it out stupid twit see what’s writ do as befits, I observe others fare better
The eye in my sky reflects humanity’s tears their fears that life can’t be any better or go anywhere except to all one place eventuallyDo you want to be easily forgotten, your family hereA score or two more, no one will know youDamn, give your shell to charityNo formaldehyde either please, I use the excuse I’m Jewish; bury me green, please I keep saying son, it will pass you by before we come noon to sunIs this how you want to spend your last day
My man loves his drugsAlmost as much or more than meHe gets them easily supercalifragilisticexpialidociously,
Tons of prescriptions legallyHis drugs do him rightMomentarily maniacal he says he’s feeling’ so tightI see him in a new light struggling to writeDoctrinally following clinical struggles, a mix of Geodon, Ambien, Lamogine, To name a few - some are noxious, others only for allergiesBilly Jean’s not his lover, enervated after meds no more energy to survive when he’s done, Throw some synergy into the frayWalking up Bombay Broadway Brings me back to tears rolling down the streetI refuse to admit defeat, repeat it all again and againThe eye in my sky is crying
[soo-per-kal-uh-fraj-uh-lis-tik-ek-spee-al-i-doh-shuhs]
See my fears roll down the streetTears allayed by stares in spaceA cell phone in hand, no dial tone, a blues band commands my adrenal glandsUnderstand it’s my wedding band, not a new brand of incense,I take a firm stand on a crash land course stuck in the Meadowlands of YorkPassion fruit seeps from my sweat glandsSwerving into oblivion on the freeway, an alien shaman ~ that’s meAn alligator devoured my right hand – Now 2 left feet remainBeauty is nothing but a backdrop for the bluesWe all want beauty peace a little food and empathyI keep trying and failing to decompartmentalize; an exemplary fitLost my wit – cut it out stupid twit see what’s writ do as befits, I observe others fare better
The eye in my sky reflects humanity’s tears their fears that life can’t be any better or go anywhere except to all one place eventuallyDo you want to be easily forgotten, your family hereA score or two more, no one will know youDamn, give your shell to charityNo formaldehyde either please, I use the excuse I’m Jewish; bury me green, please I keep saying son, it will pass you by before we come noon to sunIs this how you want to spend your last day
My man loves his drugsAlmost as much or more than meHe gets them easily supercalifragilisticexpialidociously,
Tons of prescriptions legallyHis drugs do him rightMomentarily maniacal he says he’s feeling’ so tightI see him in a new light struggling to writeDoctrinally following clinical struggles, a mix of Geodon, Ambien, Lamogine, To name a few - some are noxious, others only for allergiesBilly Jean’s not his lover, enervated after meds no more energy to survive when he’s done, Throw some synergy into the frayWalking up Bombay Broadway Brings me back to tears rolling down the streetI refuse to admit defeat, repeat it all again and againThe eye in my sky is crying
[soo-per-kal-uh-fraj-uh-lis-tik-ek-spee-al-i-doh-shuhs]
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