Emergency & I
Album - 26 ottobre 1999 - Debaser id 15339

Red wire: right temple
Black wire: left temple
Red wire: right temple
Black wire: left temple
There are times I think eternal life ain’t such a bad gig
Smoke all you want and see the planets
If and only if they find a way to cure the longing
The distant panic
Someday, I’m telling you
They’ll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Someday, I’m telling you
They’ll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
There are folks that say to have a soul you’ve got to suffer
Well lately I’ve had my RDA of that
And call it fascist but I know that someday happy
Will be all that matters
Someday, I’m telling you
They’ll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Someday, I’m telling you
They’ll make a memory machine
To wax our hearts to a blinding sheen
To wash away the grief
Poetry, Aldous Huxley—yeah, yeah, yeah, it’ll be a relief
If they can make machines to save us labor
Someday they’ll do our hearts the very same favor
The wails of ruined lives brought to a halt
By the serene hum of computers in air-conditioned vaults
Red wire: right temple
Black wire: left temple
Red wire: right temple
Black wire: left temple

The only thing worse than bad memories
Is no memories at all
From the age of 20 to 22 I had five friends
None of whose names I can recall
And as I would walk down K Street to some temping job
As winter froze the life out of fall
Yeah, I must’ve been having a ball
Different scene outside your window now
Same VCR, same cats
Different people at the very same job
Similar alley, different rats
The trash goes out on a Tuesday now
You got to make a note about that
Yeah, this time you’re where it’s at
You can’t say it but I know that it’s in there
You don’t know it but I know that you’re scared
Obvious and lonely—a spider in the snow
Now you find the very same pit still yawns
Deep down within the very same gut
The very same ghosts still seem to haunt you down
Down those lines you always tried to cut
You thought you just might need a little change
And now you find you got nothing but
How can a body move the speed of light
And still find itself in such a rut?
You can’t say it but I know that it’s in there
You don’t know it but I know that you’re scared
Obvious and lonely—afraid to not let go
You can’t say it but I know it’s in there
You don’t know it but I know that you’re scared
Obvious and lonely—a spider in the snow

She's wearing too much lipstick tonight
A little black dress a little too tight
Tries to make small talk but it drips with spice
She knows that he's coming, it's really all right

Nobody here could know how she feels
Not getting drunk and she hates wearing heels
Tries to stand but the room seems to bend and reel
Her friends all keep asking why can't she just deal

If she spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together
But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah
If she spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of her heart will stay together
But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah

He says it's over, it's such a release
It's finally happened and he's making his peace
The reminders don't bother him in the least
The Jekyll and Hyde shit will finally cease

His eyes on fire and his hands kind of shake
Like his voice is ready to break
You kind of wonder how long this boy's been awake
Or just how much less sense one person can make

If he spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together
But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah
If he spins fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of his heart will stay together
But ain't no gyroscope can spin forever, yeah

Happiness is such hard work and harder every day
And it can kill you, but no one wants to be that tacky about it
If you spin fast enough then maybe the broken pieces of your heart will stay together
But something I see lately makes me doubt it