The Cribs - Be Safe Lyrics

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One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger

An outlet for emotions stockpiled

An arsenal

An armor

These are the days when I hate the world

Hate the rich

Hate the happy

Hate the complacent

The tv watchers beer drinkers the satisfied ones

Because I know I can be all those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realizing that

There is no preventative directive or safe approach for living

We each know our own faith

We know from our youth how to be treated and how we'll be received and how we shall end

These things don't change

You can change your clothes change your hairstyle your friends cities continents

But sooner or later your old self will always catch up

Always it waits in the wings

(Ideas swirl but don't stick.

They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield.)

One of those rainy day car rides

My head imploded

The atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull

Wet damp windows dripping and misted with cold

Walls of gray

Nothing good on the radio

Not a thought in my head

Be safe

I know a place we can go where you'll fall in love so hard that you'll wish you were dead

Let's take life and slow it down incredibly slow

Frame by frame

Like two minutes that take ten years to live out

Yeah let's do that

Telephone poles like praying mantis against the sky

Metal arms outstretched

So much land traveled so little sense made of it

It doesn't mean a thing all this land laying out behind us

I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while

I'm disgusted with petty concerns - parking tickets breakfast specials

Does someone just have to carry this weight?

Abstract topography

Methane covenant

Linear gospel

Ashville saleslady

Stagian emmisary

Torturous lice

Mad Elizabeth

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(Keep a better peoples)

The light within me shines like a diamond mine

Like an unarmed walrus

Like a dead man face down on the highway

Like a snake eating it's own tail

A steam turbine

Frog pond

Too-full closet burst open in disarray

Soap bubbles in the sun

Hospital deathbed

Red convertible

Shopping list

Blow job

Death's head

Devils dancing

Bleached white buildings

Memory movements

The movie unpeeling unreeling about to begin

I've seen your hallway

You're a dark hallway

I hear your stairs creak

I can fix my mind on your yes and your no

I'll feel your face today in the sparkling canal

All red yellow blue-green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection

Racing thoughts

Racing thoughts all too real

You're moving so fast now I can't hold your image

This image I have of your face by the window

Me standing beside you

Arm on your shoulder

A catalog of images flashing glimpses

Then dawn again

Untethered to this post you've sunk in me

Every clear afternoon now I'll think of you up in the air

Twisting your heel and your knees up around me

My face in your hair

You scream so well

Your smile so loud

Still rings in my ears

Inhibition

Distant tied-up longing

Clean my teeth

Stay the course

Hold the wheel

Steer on to freedom

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Open all the boxes

Times Square mid-day

Newspaper buildings

News headlines going around

We watch as they go and hope for some good ones

Those tree shadows in the park they're all whistling chasing leaves.

Around six pm

Shadows across the cobblestones

Girl in front of bathroom mirror

She's slow and careful

Paints her face green mask-like

Like Matisse

Portrait with Green Stripe

Long shot through apartment window

A monologue on top but no girl in shot

The light within me shines like a diamond mine

Like an unarmed walrus

Like a dead man face down on the highway

Like a snake eating it's own tail

A steam turbine

Frog pond

Too-full closet burst open in disarray

Soap bubbles in the sun

Hospital deathbed

Red convertible

Shopping list

Blow job

Death's head

Devils dancing

Bleached white buildings

Memory movements

The movie unreeling about to begin

That was great

Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?

That's the spirit...

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