Friday, April 25, 2008

Twilight Hour: Crayon Canyons

Crayon Canyons

Haven’t had a call in ages - my friends...
They don’t come around here
I haven’t heard a ripple in the wind
Since the beginning of the year
The days are slow, the hours cruel
Tomorrow wears infinity's mask
Sweet child of my transcendence
Have you come to fill my flask?
Fill my flask
Fill my flask…

Roadmap eyes, hunched and disfigured
The things we become alone
One hand scribbling words of hate
While the other rests by the phone
A king of hearts once now a jack of spades
With a closet to behold
Oh, can I burry all these skeletons
Before I catch my death of cold?
Death of cold
Death of cold…

(Chorus)
Lord, I’m... down within the crayon canyons
With my origami formed companions
Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
I’ve been locked...
In a sinking palace

Every evening I’m a passenger – oh yeah!
Yes, I ride the sapphire screen
Looking only to turn off my mind
With it’s information stream
Another one-eyed emperor of lies
Trembles with his aging might
The tribesmen guard the serpent god
With machetes through the night
Through the night
Through the night…
Yeah though the night
Through the night
Through the night…

(Repeat chorus)

Well I can feel my soul is stagnant
Don’t even bother to read my mail
Might as well go about it all the way
Somebody fetch a cross and nails
And though great paths I’ve seen before me
They’re on the other side of the glass
I hear an angle calling me from the street
But I let the moment pass
Let it pass
Let it pass…

(Repeat chorus)

Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
Ripple in the wind, tell me where you’ve been
I’ve been locked... 
In a sinking palace…

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