| 1 |
People Are Talking That Theories Revolve Around the Idea That We All Relate to What We See
|
5:26 |
|
| 2 |
I Dreamed Much of Your Life Before; There's Nothing Left in This World You Gotta Follow Along; There's Nothing Left in This World to Which I Was Led Away
|
5:32 |
|
| 3 |
This Shouldn't Be a World I'd Make a Move On, but It Can Be So Lonely to Play an Eccentric Genius À La Woody Allen or Jean-Luc Godard, That I'm Moving on to Mimic Someone Else; Is It Still the Same or Am I Growing Old in the Darkness of Your Warm Embrace?
|
6:53 |
|
| 4 |
Don't Call This Evening, 'Cause I'm Tired and I Think I'm Dying; I've Been Sittin' Here All My Life Reflecting the Unreflectable Like a Jewish Fernando Pessoa on Damaged AAA Batteries; I Guess I Just Haven't Got Much to Say After All
|
7:28 |
|
| 5 |
Your Dirty Little Secret Slipped Right Through My Cracked Lips Because I'm Tired of Running Bets on a One Night Stand With Destiny's Child; I've Told You a Thousand Times Not to Count the Cents on Your Window Sill, Cuz What Motivation Would Night Fairies Have to Visit Your Room at Night Otherwise?
|
6:07 |
|
| 6 |
I'm Like a God and You're My Only Fan; The More I Know - The More I Have to Say; You Were Born in That Moment in the Back of My Mind, Staring at the Lawless Heavens, Saying That It's for the Best That You Are Only a Metaphysical Relic of My Derelict Fantasy
|
5:00 |
|