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• The Gentle Preservation Of Children's Minds - Irving
• Jen Nothing Matters To Me - Irving
• If You Say Jump I Will Say No - Irving
• Turn Of The Century - Irving
• The Curious Thing About Leather - Irving
• Sleepy Inside - Irving
• Situation - Irving
• She's Not Shy - Irving
• March Was Fair At Best - Irving
• Lovely Just Like Her - Irving
• L-O-V-E - Irving
• I'll Write The Song You Sing For Me - Irving
• I Want To Love You In My Room - Irving
• I Can't Fall In Love - Irving
• Holiday - Irving
• Heading North - Irving
• Hard To Breathe - Irving
• Give Me Your Heart Is All I Need - Irving
• Faster Than Steam - Irving
• Eyes Adjust To Light - Irving
• Did I Ever Tell You I'm In Love With Your Girlfriend - Irving
• Death In The Garden Blood On The Flowers - Irving
• Crumbling Mountain Tops - Irving
• Care I Don't Care - Irving
• A Very Frivolous Distribution Of Sundries - Irving

Remember when they used to make us
wake up and spray all the blood from the flowers
it was so hot, in the afternoon
they told us that we couldn't stop until the garden
bloomed
When we were finished, we heard the sirens scream
i shook your back and woke you up from someone else's
dream
you were so lost underneath the weight
you turned into the type of person that you used to
hate
Are you still mine
i hope you feel better this time
The gentle preservation of children's minds
Remember when we danced with your mother
she was so drunk in the living room
and then her profile, turned a certain way
showed me how you would look thirty years from today
So come and talk to me in your language
with your glass eye and your wooden teeth
i think i know what's wrong i think i know what you're
i think i know what they meant when they said you were
gone
Are you still mine
i hope you feel better this time

Don't go waste your pride on me, Jen
Find somebody else
I don't think I'll ever need you
I'm confident you will find someone
To hold your pride as it were
Like a trophy in his hand
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Don't go waste your pride on me now
I am just a selfish boy
I can't finish what I start
I have a basic and willingness
To commit to anything
Substantial and I am emotionally unavailable
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Nothing I and you
Or they and we
It's nothing us and them
Or the you and me, oh
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me
Jen, nothing matters to me, to me
Oh, nothing matters to me
Oh, nothing matters to me

i don't know this feeling
concentrate then on your breathing
touch something to make you know that this is real
do you think it's that girl i used to love
who found somebody if it is
could you please bring her back to me
i never neeeded her then, how come
i'm only needing her now
i don't even really know her
could you let it drop
as if you were holding something
that was quite hot
you see i did it just to show
that if you say jump
i will say no
my brain says she wanted you
and you went and deserted her
and that's why you can never have her back
but i know now that i am not my brain
and i can listen to the thoughts
and know that we are not the same
i never neeeded her then, how come
i'm only needing her now
i don't even really know her
could you let it drop
as if you were holding something
that was quite hot
you see i did it just to show
that if you say jump

She was a hit at seventeen
four years on and she's waitressing
and she wants to know what ever happened
to the boy with the broken heart
She had a house out in Echo Park
I called her up as the day grew dark
and we talked about our favorite pictures
and on the change in the weather
And she said my how I have changed
She asked me if she looked different
She laughed passing it off on the turn of the century
She said her boyfriend was never home
was up in San Francisco with his trombone
And she said she didn't date musicians
as she fixed us drinks in the kitchen
Then she showed me her favorite thing
A wooden box with her mothers' ring
And she said this wasn't something
that she showed just anyone
And she said my how I have change
She asked me if she looked different

Cynthia Weston dressed in phone booth receiver resting upon her front tooth
as she mines her pockests for change.
She's looking about for the narrator, the dialtone is broken by the operator who hums
The curious thing about leather
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where
all the conversations bear your name.
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where
all the situatations taste the same.
Cynthia Weston gets so depressed when she can't place the names for the pop IQ test
as the billboard's thinking differently.
The circus is calling they're looking for a darling,
ol' Miss Weston, you'd be perfect for the role.
The curious thing about leather.
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where
all the conversations bear your name.
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where
all the situatations taste the same.
Perhaps you lapse into a day dream
where it may seem
Too complex and daylifeesque so you wonder
worry
you might find it hard to distinguish
that in which
the dream that you just had
from the daytime genre
the cops come busting in
looking for Miss Westin
the circus in calling
looking for a darling
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where
all the conversations bear your name.
Sunday morning traffic came and it pushed you down to another place where

Are you stil there I can barely hear you
There is too much noise that fills up in my ears
Are you growing weak or maybe you were just sleeping
You're far too tired to make up your own mind
If you should feel unstable too tired or unable to laugh
then maybe you shouldn't wake up
just to find yourself still sleepy inside
it stopped making sense because the people were clapping
I could not understand what they were clapping for
So we stayed inside to hide from the laughter
only recently walked out into the temperature
if you should feel unstable too tired or unable to laugh
then maybe you shouldn't wake up

and you said, "oh my, how you've let yourself go in the
worst way.
"maybe you should try and take better care of yourself."
and i tried to explain that it's hard to complain, when
the worst part of you is the best part of me
and you listen to me
yeah, you listen to me.
i'm just trying to relax my imagination.
i'm just trying to correct the situation.
and i know that you know that i haven't been trying so
hard.
my concentration level seems to throw itself out throught
the window.
and now its starting to rain, and i'm losing my train
of thought, though its hard to remember all that i
forgot.
it be fine if it were sometimes, but it happens a lot.
i'm just trying to avoid a confrontation.
i'm just trying to correct the situation.
i swear i was going to stop anyway due to boredom.
it was not that you were just encouraging me not to do
that anymore.
and i don't want to have to argue with you,
because ther's so many things that i'd rather do,
than to argue with you
and to argue with you,
just to argue with ou.
i'm just trying to ignore what you've just mentioned.

She is watching
from the back room
with her eye lids, with her eye lids
and she is talking, with an accent
that it sounds good, that it sounds good
I don't really love you again, i was just being lonely by
myself
i don't really love you again, i was just being lonely by
myself
And she's not shy, she's not shy, the girl is not shy,
she's not shy
and i get shy, so shy, and she's not shy
Oh no, alright then let's go and she said oh no alright
then let's go
And a friend is going to tell you
when we get back, the day we get back
but it was nothing, just a kiss there

All the March things pale
I felt stupid being there
But it was easy enough for you to like
I tried not to look so bored
just to have you not say
"are you pleasant when I'm not around"
March was fair at best
March was fair at best
It rained some and that was good
because it made the sky clear
and you could see downtown
A copule of other days weren't bad
I man they were alright
They just weren't very good.
March was fair at best

she fold her hands and starts to smile
rests her cold white cheek upon the checkered tile
and you wish they all could be lovely just like her.
and then she folds her hand into an honest fist
and the story makes an engaging twist that i....
how long will it take before you, how long will it take
before you realize.
she throws her body through the shower door
and the glass falls down onto the bathroom floor
and it bleeds so much you don't think it is real.
you wake up slowly from a silent sleep
and her teardrop rolls down your tired cheek
and you wish they all could be lovely just like her.
how long will it take before you, how long will it take
before you realize.

Here's the game of grand mistakes
while floating with a fan above a nothing.
The crowd is ready sides are steady
you are clutching my hand, it is hurting.
It's always bo tuesday
bo tuesday bo tuesday
bo tuesday bo tuesday
or nothing
And such a sight to see both you and me
we stand by the door and watch her leaving.
I could change it if you'd like it to be.
It's so easy 1-2-3-4-L-O-V-E I love you.
It's getting very dark outside
please don't leave me alone tonight bo tuesday.
I think your folks will come around
and take me in as part of your family.
It's always bo tuesday
bo tuesday bo tuesday
bo tuesday bo tuesday
or nothing
Please understand I have no plan
I just have to be around you, be around you, yeah.
I could change it if you'd like it to be.
It's so easy 1-2-3-4
L-O-V-E I love you.
Don't you know you make me so sad
You're the best thing that I've every had.
bo tuesday why can't you love me?

if tomorrow morning
is the last time that we'll be together
than i want you to admit that you were wrong when you
said forever
and if the summer of your thinking.
is a leaky ship that is sinking
i want you to save a winter thought for a cloudy day
I have a poorly written song that says
i think you should
and a sad and lonely friend telling
me you're no good
i wish my brain had a map to tell me
where my heart should go
I'll write the song that you sing for me baby.
if tomorrow afternoon
finds me alone in an empty room
then there are spaces in the places
where all of your things used to be
and now that your gone and i'm set free
a lonely boy is a terrible thing to be.
I have a poorly written song that says
i think you should
and a sad and lonely friend telling
me you're no good
i wish my brain had a map to tell me
where my heart should go
I'll write the song that you sing for me baby.
if tomorrow evening
is emotionally inconvenient
then what a pleasure it has been
to have spent this year with you
I have a poorly written song that says
i think you should
and a sad and lonely friend telling
me you're no good
i wish my brain had a map to tell me
where my heart should go

i wanna love you in my room
i want to take of all your clothes
i wanna see you in the daytime
i wanna see you in my room
i wanna have you when the sun shines
inbetween the blinds, it would be so nice
to do it here in the day time
you could have your way with me, yes you
could have your way with me oh you
could have your way with me yes you could
have your way.
we could do it in the day
wa uh uh oh oh oh
i wanna love you in my room
i wanna feel your body warm
i wanna see you in the day time
i wanna take off all your clothes.
i wanna have you when the sun shines
inbetween the blinds, it would be so nice
to do it here in the day time
you could have your way with me, yes you
could have your way with me oh you
could have your way with me yes you could
have your way.
we could do it in the day
wa uh uh oh oh oh
and when the sun goes down
we can go outside and maybe
walk around, you have such a
pretty face maybe tomorrow

It's a cold and foggy morning in the hills of silverlake
outside the window helicopters circle in the air
the birds are calling loudly to make up for all the noise
but the morning traffic's stronger as it drowns out all their cries
here inside, my darling sleeps
the clock ticks on, I lie awake
the grey turns white and shadows grow
and all I think is
I can't fall in love
it's a monday in december, all the people go to work
try to make some money just to buy a better car
they'll see her in a magazine they'll buy on their way home
and think of her on beaches as the snow comes down outside
here inside my darling sleeps
the clock ticks on, I lie awake
the grey turns white and shadows grow
and all I think is
I can't fall in love
here inside, my darling sleeps
the clock ticks on, I lie awake
the grey turns white and shadows grow
the birds go quiet, an alarm goes off
now take the shower, still half asleep
mind slips away, the morning shave
the coffee cup, the kiss goodbye

Holiday, take me to another place
and leave me there until I get old.
You and me, I could wish we're meant to be
togethr until I get old. And we'll sail away
into the sun some day
you and me on a holiday.
Wait for me or tell me now time will pass
more peacefully. And if you go the world
will fell sorry for me, at least on this we'll agree.
And I'll holdmy breath until you say when,
you'll stay young will I old by then?
I could pretend that you and I will never end
if I don't break perhaps we'll bend.

I can't remember
when seeing faces
in clouds and in leaves
became better than in places.
And as the sun goes down
truning purpule, orange and brown
I'm pretending I don't have a secret,
pretending that I don't have to keep it,
And though I'm heading North,
will I end up right where I started from,
where I started from?
I know the pages
are turning fast
but I've read this book before
and this part doesn't last.
And as my head goes down,
following cracks and lines on the ground
I am looking a little older
I am lookng over my shoulder
And though I'm heading North
will I end up right where I started from,

like a beat up kid, who's out on his own
there's an urgency, a need to belong
in the morning sun, you get out of bed
with a thirsty tongue and a nail in your head
when the water's gone, the air can't breath
the drugs that you're on, you've begun to need
you'd reather watch t.v. than go outside
you want to believe you're not gonna die
you're not gonna die
winter's come and gone, another year marked off
all the feeling's gone, your mind is going soft
when the red ink runs, like a rabbit who's scared
pick up your gun and try to keep it fair
(try to keep its hair)
everyday you try, you try to see
that you're going to die, it's hard to believe

Ooh, duck and cover baby
"Give me your heart" is all I need
"Please give me your heart" is all I need
Because if your heart is where it starts
Your heart is all I need
Ooh, Keep the lights on baby
"Give me your heart" is all I need
"Please give me your heart" is all I need
Because if your heart is where it starts

Let me make a bet back in 1833
you were a racehorse faster than steam
you know that I am not as old and I barely ever listen
but I'll regret it when I grow up
You leave your feet
where you plant your garden
under the smokestack lights
where you're not stronger than the radio
that keeps me up all night
my superstition is alarming
I missed you but maybe you'll write
Your toy box says it all with a car that barely whispers
over astroturf on your front porch
I'm not a fan of your meatloaf
or the train outside that shivers

Were you staring in the darkness on an autumn winter night
were you waiting for your eyes to adjust to the light
were you thinking of the one
who came and took your mind
away from all this
Did you realize that you'd lost the only love
you've ever had and when you wake up next to strangers
does it make you feel sad
and do you ever feel ashamed
when you can't remember the strangers' name
Did you think about the things you've had
but did not want to keep
and do the noises outside the window
make it hard for you to fall asleep
do you stay up all night
as your eyes would adjust to the light
Did you really know
all those who you really thought you knew
and did they keep you from the things
you thought you'd really like to do
and do you ever feel sorry
for certain things you said about them
Were you disappointed by the things
you thought that you had found
and do you still feel sorry for the people
who walk aimlessly around
and do they just fill up the space and make it hard
for you to walk around in
Were you listening for something better
you could hear and were you waiting
for a nicer image to appear
or do you love the things too much

Did I ever tell youI'm in love with your girlfriend
Yesterday she said I should stop by and pay her a visit
I said I'm friends with your boyfriend
and your boyfriend's a friend of mine
He's a friend of mine
She said don't worry that it'd be alright
and maybe I should come on over tonight
she said do you think you should or could
I said yeah I think I might
yeah I think I might
This is such a waste of time
But it's a pleasant waste of time
She told me not to worry and that sometimes
she gets this way I said that it was alright
I could come ack another day
she stopped to pause I think I thought I knew
what she wants to say
what she wants to say
And then she ran her fingers right
throught my hair and said will you come with me
to get a breath of fresh air I said if you really want to
well I don't really care
I don't really care
And while we were walking
well she started to cry she said this makes me
so awful inside and maybe this is something
we should ought not have tried

Pretend now that you are me,
I am you
and we are we.
Back then, not now...
Somehow you've been patient
with me
without
thinking.
too much
thinking
could casue you to leave me
because of what i may or may not have wanted to do.
i began to love you. it had only been an hour...
death in the garden, blood on the flowers.
remember
when you were me.
i was you
still were we?
underneath your floor, which was my
ceiling.
uncomfortable
feeling
your scars they were still healing.
quiet as a thief you were stealing my heart.
which you felt bad about and said you could not keep.
i began to miss you. it had only been an hour...
death in the garden, blood on the flowers.
so don't feel bad, bad, bad.
you sould be glad, glad, glad.
i am the worst boy that you've ever had, had, had.
i'm not the one, i'm not the one.
it's not like i'm the first person to discover that
horses could be ridden.
i'm not the one.
i am the other one.
stop
i bagan to miss you it had only been an hour...

She's drawing pictures with a razorblade she says
she wants to spend the day with me
she tells me of the time she went to rescue all her
pills from the empty corner pharmacy
I wonder how she feels
And as I lay I heard the crumbling mountain tops
inside my feeble wandering restless disposition
wondering if she's been here all along
wandering in and out of all the hallways of my mind
And so I lay beside her on a mattress in the kitchen
and we watch the sun come up and she takes my
hand beneath the blanket to her body and she whispers softly

and i thought that you had everything that you wanted me
for.
and i thought you wanted me to need all i wanted you for.
but you can have your pretty way.
makes you want to sleep all day.
all day.
here come the girls.
here come the girls.
speaking quietly boy you wanted her and i don't mind.
i don't care.
and i thought that you had everything that you wanted
before.
and i thought you wanted me to need all i wanted you for.
but you can have your pretty way.
makes you want to sleep all day.
all day.
here come the girls.
here come the girls.
speaking quietly boy you wanted here and i don't mind.
i don't care.
i care then i don't care well, i don't care.

You felt fine, fine enough, at least as far as enough goes,
And there's no plans to eat, and the radio it played
a beat of a song that you've heard, and you'd like to sing along.
You sang it well, or so you thought, at least as far as your thoughts go.
And the footsteps came with feet, and directions to repeat
on and on and on and on, I knew you were gone.
And you could go where no one would ever know,
then no one would ever know where you are.
It went so swell, better than you could hope,
at least as far as these thing to. And the wall it hits the ground,
and it made quite a sound for clouds and captains
to agree it was too much for me.
And you could go where no one would ever know,