We give you the soliloquy the raven at the door flaming pits the moving walls no equilibrium No ballast, no bombast the unvarnished truth we've got mind swoons guilty cooking ravings
: (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
: [Spoken Track] [Rowena:] Far away far away <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Are not all lovely things far away
: 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:] Never bet the devil your head When I was an infant my mother treated me like a tough steak To her well regulated mind babies were the better
: 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
: 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
: (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
: Who's that peeping through my door sneaking up and down the hall I can't stand it anymore I can't stand it anymore Who's that peeping through my door
: Fly through the glass of a window pane fall through the sky feeling the rain Walk on broken glass your tell-tale heart Look through the bars of a
one epithet I muttered as inside I gagged and shuddered when with manly flirt and flutter in there flew a stately raven sleek and ravenous as any foe
: (feat. Ornette Coleman) Guilty, guilty Guilty, I'm paralyzed with guilt It runs through me like a rain through silk Guilty, my mind won't leave
: [Spoken Track] [Tripitena:] My love The king by any other name a pissoir You, my love tower over them all they are but vermin beneath your heels
: In the science of the mind there is no forgiving Paralyzed I lay here sleeping quiet as a little child Heart starts beating, blood rushing pounding
: (feat. The Blind Boys Of Alabama) Under the intense scrutiny of Ligeia's eyes I have felt the full knowledge And force of their expression And