: (Instrumental)
: (feat. Laurie Anderson) Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys sit here reliving the other self's mournings Caught in the crossbow of ideas
: [Old Poe:] As I look back on my life If I could have the glorious moment The wondrous opportunity to comprehend The chance to see my younger self
: Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city alone Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city alone Their shrines and palaces are
: Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim You
: The only thing constantly changing is change and change is always for the worse The worm on the hook always eaten by a fish the fish by bird man or
: Edgar: And then I had a vision Roderick Usher: Ah Edgar Ah Edgar, my dear friend Edgar Edgar: It's been a long time, Roderick I've ridden many miles
: Just a perfect day drink Sangria in the park And then later when it gets dark, we go home Just a perfect day feed animals in the zoo Then later a
: True Nervous very nervous Madman Why will you say that I am mad The disease has sharpened my senses not destroyed not dulled them Madman The eye
: (feat. Steve Buscemi) Like to thank all you people for showing up tonight Sorry about the weather Let's have a big hand for my long time accompianist
: (feat. Willen Dafoe) [Spoken Track] [Poe:] Once upon a midnight dreary as I pondered, weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of
: I'm a little balloon and I get puffed up squeeze me and bend me it's never enough Put your lips around me, blow me up but if you prick me I will pop
: Furious It made me furious A dull quick sound pounding Like a watch encased in cotton Tick tock I knew that sound well It increased my fury
: This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly
: It must be nice to disappear to have a vanishing act to always be looking forward and never looking back How nice it is to disappear float into a
: [Teacher:] Death by a visitation from God Death by a visitation from God [Student:] I am shadow [Teacher:] Things material and spiritual [Student
: These are the stories of Edgar Allan Poe not exactly the boy next door He'll tell you tales of horror then he'll play with your mind if you haven't
