"Private Plane"

You ask how far the farthest star is
To go by bus or to go by car is
Way too far, you couldn't say
You won't get there anyway

He says it takes a private plane
But you could never get back to your feet again
Unless you break the ball and chain
He says "Now, it's a private plane"

With all these places in your mind
There's no reason you have to find
Your private plane
Don't play that game

"Keep Hanging On"

Only angels have wings girl
And poets have all the words
The earth belongs to the two of us
And the sky belongs to the birds
You've given me so much happiness
That I'll wrap up and give you this song
You gotta grab it with both hands
You gotta keep hanging on...

The cat walks to the window
And I hear the key turn in the door
No one knows and anything goes
And everything falls on the floor
The apartment starts shaking
And the roof opens up to the sun
The crows flying in parallel lines
And golly isn't this great fun?

Laying in each other's arms
We're sleepy, we begin to nod
And we start to dream of grandiose things
Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God
You gotta keep hanging on

"The Girl Who Lives On Heaven Hill"

There's a girl who lives on Heaven Hill
I go up to her cabin still
She keeps a lantern lit for me
And a bottle up on her mantelpiece

She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill

She's got a big room and it's always a mess
Worn out shoes and a worn out dress
A worn out smile that she'll wear some more
And a worn out welcome mat by her door

I'd trade big mountains and rooms full of gold
For just one look at the beauty of this woman's soul
Up on Heaven Hill is where I wanna be
That girl that bottle that mattress and me

"I Apologize"

All these crazy mixed up lies
Floating all around
Making these assumptions brings me down
And you get tight-lipped, how do I know what you think?

Is it something I said when I lost my mind?
Temper too quick, makes me blind

I apologize...
Said I'm sorry, now it's your turn,
Can you look me in the eyes and apologize?

So now sit around staring at the walls
We don't do anything at all
Take out the garbage, maybe, but the dishes don't get done

"Folk Lore"

Women sewed the Stars and Stripes
And the men, they fought the wars
The children learned arithmetic
And everyone was poor

Young man was the hero of the day
Long long hours, short short pay

Lesson I learned in history book, now
It's not what they told me
Folk lore, folk lore, folk lore
Your momma never told you

Now the women scream for equal rights
Their man wants to have an affair
Children learn to hate the world
And no one seems to care

Now the kids play vids instead
Their heroes are living on Wonder Bread

Lesson I learned in history book, now
It's not what they told me
Folk lore, folk lore, folk lore
Your momma never told you that

Some things never change
Some things stay the same
Some things rearranged
One thing I know for sure, your heroes always die

"If I Told You"

If I told you it wasn't easy
If I told you now would you believe me
I couldn't convince you if I tried
You weren't around the times that I cried
And I was crying

"Celebrated Summer"

Love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower
Somewhere in April time, they add another hour

I guess I'd better think up a way to spend my time
Just when I'm ready to sit inside, it's summer time
Should I go fishing or get a friend to hang around
It's back to summer, back to basics, hang around

Getting drunk out on the beach, or playing in a band
And getting out of school meant getting out of hand

Was this your celebrated summer? Was that your celebrated summer?

Then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds
I summer where I winter at, and no one is allowed there

Do you remember when the first snowfall fell
When summer barely had a snowball's chance in Hell?

"Perfect Example"

I never look back at it, but it's always in front of me
It's always worth the hurt, but I know it's hurting me
I'll never let go of it because it's all that's going for me
I'll put it in the past when the past is history

A perfect example is all the things it's done to me
I think I might lose my mind, but not my memory
A perfect example is what we all wish we could be
I think I might lose my mind
I think I might lose my mind
You think you might lose your mind
But not the memory, means a lot to me

"Terms Of Psychic Warfare"

I see you walking down the road
And the thoughts within my mind explode
But having to hold back taught me a lot about control
And letting it all loose at once when it was time to let you know
You occupied my space and you occupied your mind
By jumping off the roof to the first conclusion you can find

Now all the silver you can steal
Can't buy a piece of what I feel
It's sad but the means they just don't justify the ends
To be forever haunted by the ghosts of all your friends
Painful, yeah that's the way you've chosen it to be
C'mon can't you think of anyone besides me?

Now don't think you're the only one who harbours a self hate
I'm just as guilty of selling what my sweet soul creates
And don't feel bad the next time my memory comes creepin'
You've got your own bed now, I suggest that's the one you sleep in

"59 Times The Pain"

The most intense of burning hells
Blasting expectations into smithereens
Never feeling normal, can't accept the truth
Resign myself to hating it, I hate it all

Can't say that I don't like it
Because the words won't come out right
All I feel is bitter, and it won't make it better

59 times the pain, I could never be like you
59 times the pain, I could never be like you
59 times the pain

Never figured out eating 3 meals a day
When the people sit in their broken-down homes
Look at the photos from different eras gone by
Shows the changes, and I hate them all

Don't want to live with myself
Can't live with what goes on
All I see is the humiliation
I wish it was gone