Like a Setting Sun

  • Junkie
  • Stairway to 5th Street
    
    the climb
    
    come see the stillborn foal 
    in faded black and white
    the rusty photograph
    borrowed dust
    distrssed to make it look right
    
    take time to pay respects
    to the king of the old cafe
    come drink the water down
    swim then sink
    sink then drown
    
    and every now and then
    someone like you makes promises
    and every now and then
    sometimes
    they come true
    
    but on i go
    with all i know
    and all ive known
    still all alone
    and on my own
    
    whiteman city
    
    whiteman city thats my home
    i live by the mall in the southeast zone
    i used to think the pet store was cool
    so i got a job there after school 
    
    my boss there by the bank
    shes the gal to see for crank
    her little love canal baby wails
    cause the gene pools dry at the end of the trail 
    
    you drew a circle in the sand
    and a young american by hand
    and i still dream of you today
    but nothings going to bring you back this way 
    
    whiteman citys my home
    youll be leaving me alone
    it doesnt pay to stop a day here
    but it will cost you everything you have to get away
     
    i dont want to think about
    
    i dont want to think about
    the strange lives that leaders lead
    and the ways they find to get people to bleed
    just enough that everyone knows their place
    handing out ribbons to those that die in the race
    dont want to think about bullies and thugs
    weilding swords and the mighty pen, too
    and i dont want to think about you 
    
    i dont want to think about
    the horrible ways that some people die
    caught in machines or left out to dry
    lost at sea or buried in error
    or starving in prison in the war on forever  
    i dont want to think about crimes of passion or 
    friendly fire or ethnic cleansings
    and i dont want to think about war, disease, 
    natural distasters, burning or freezing
    quickly done in by an aneurism sneezing or
    slowly growing old and turning blue 
    and i dont want to think about you
    
    i dont want to think about
    an excruciating way to live
    a life where nothing is left to give
    sentenced forever with someone so mean
    that smiles and so serenely 
    takes the only thing left to lose
    facing a choice that no one else would choose
    i dont want to think about you
    
    the long time
    
    i used to hold you when you cried
    just like someone died 
     
    i feel old and broken down
    im surprised youre still around 
    
    sometimes at 3am
    i stop dreaming it will end  
    
    let me know when you go
    i know inside you 
    youve been gone a long time
     
    maximum security
    
    if i didnt want you id want you to know
    id say so
    its what id do 
    if i were you
    
    if i didnt love you id want you to see
    very clearly
    its what id do
    if i were you
    
    if you get it wrong id want you to set it right
    and be contrite
    its what id do
    if i were you
    
    if you couldnt give as much as you need to take
    id want a break
    its what id do
    if i were you
    
    but if you were me
    youd want maximum security
    
    whenever i fall low
    
    whenever i fall low
    and i find something dark thats deep inside of me
     
    whenever i want more
    and i forget whats happening inside of me
    
    given time it can change my mind
    i climb too high
    too far up to fly
    looking down at sky
    
    leave
    
    whatever i called home
    was where i was before
    so much i left behind
    there isnt any more
    
    the farthest flame you find
    is one youll never know
    whatever you received
    is something you let go
    
    whatever we called home
    was where we were before
    so much we left behind
    there isnt any more
    
    you could leave
    but ill stay
    youll see
    
    
    listening to you
    
    long ago when i listened to you
    when everything came right thru
    hearing the words youd use
    was like listening to a song
    and id just sing along
    cause i already knew the tune
    predictable and true
    listening to you
    
    these days its not so clear and i
    cant decide if what i hear you say is right 
    i cant tell whats wrong
    
    everything used to sound so pure
    now im no longer sure
    what youre going thru
    when im listening to you
     
    memories of love
    
    i hear 
    that sound 
    that you make when you dont look down 
    
    i am 
    surrounded 
    even when am i alone im hounded 
    
    i feel
    so lonely
    it was you and always you only   
    
    i hate these memories of love
    id erase these memories of love
    but its so hard 
    
    strip me down
    
    you hold my eyes with tv fingers
    standing on the dusty floor
    inside 
    
    These dingy walls are faded you light
    candles in the window rain
    outside
    
    The rain drips through the weather sealing
    rhythm rubbing on my skin
    outside 
    
    my mind begins to churn and slowly
    slows the circle of your hands
    inside
    
    strip me
    strip me down to lies
    strip me
    strip me down to nothing you knew I would deny
    
    say goodnight
    
    say goodnight you know we love you
    say goodnight you know you need to
    youre tired
    so tired
    now the day is done
    now the night is long for you
    
    so many years you know we loved you
    so many years you know we needed you too
    youre tired
    so tired
    all the dreams are gone
    now the night is long for you  
    
    solitude
    
    you dont need to feel sorry
    you dont know the way it feels
    you dont need time to heal
    all you need is love to love again 
    
    you dont need to hear that loves a game
    that those who play cant choose
    you wont win when i lose 
    all you need is love to love again 
    
    you dont need live in solitude 
    pretending solitare 
    is something tangled in the air 
    all you need is love to love again 
    
    you dont need me to remind
    who gave it all away and then 
    was so soon forgotten 
    all you need is love to love again