You do the thing you love the most.
What separates you from the rest,
And what you love to do the most?
And when they ask me how you dance,
I say that you dance real close.

Honey you are the sea
upon which I flow...

Tell me why
is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
when you're old enough to repay and young enough to sell...

The dissonant bells of the sea
Who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
As they sing of the ages asleep
Not so near or so far

The beggar whom sits in the street
On his miserable throne of defeat
Envisions no wealth there to meet
Thinking nowhere is far

And the laughter of children employed
By the fantasies not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those they avoid
Knowing not what they are

idiot wind blowin every time you move your teeth

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

I had a bad reaction to your feared public hobby writings
Cover your breath, cover your teeth
I get no satisfaction from your very recent sightings
Cover your breath, polish your speech
Cover your breath, cover your teeth
Cover your breath, polish your speech
Like when I hear a sound of feet slapping on the runway
Cover your breath, polish your speech
Like a small bird pretty while it's crapping on a new day
Cover your breath, polish your teeth
Cover your breath, polish your speech

It's alright...

Just lying smiling in the dark
Shooting stars around your heart

Hey, Eugene, This is Henry McClean
And I've finished my beautiful flying machine
And I'm ringing to say
That I'm leaving and maybe
You'd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby
Isn't it strange How little we change?
Isn't it sad we're insane?
Playing the games that we know end in tears
The games we've been playing for thousands and thousands and thousands...

Should my voice grow weak, only you could hear the voice inside me
Should my voice grow weak, but never with the word would I deny thee 
I would not speak, should my voice grow weak

The sea still rolled, no mountain fell
The sun still rose, the moon as well
I was undone, some kind of free
The day you sent your spirit to me

Is this just something else to lose
That you never replace
Another name that you try to give a face

Lover, there will be another one
Who'll hover over you beneath the sun
Tomorrow, see the things that never come
Today

Will it be the rain that clings to your bosom
Will it be the sunshine that dries your golden hair
Will it be the wind that warns of my returning
Will a rose be in your arms when I find you waitin' there

I was born here and I'll die here
against my will

I know it looks like I'm moving
but I'm standing still...

We are will and wonder
Bound to recall, remember
We are born of one breath, one word
We are all one spark, sun becoming

A waterfall, his madrigal
An inland sea, his symphony

Watch out, Lester
Take it, Lou

I tried to get her talkin'
She didn't have much to say...