RED RIDER 

Cellar doors were open
For the storms were out that night
The light reflected from the leaves
The sky was still too bright

I saw her passing as the wind
Was rising in the air
She rode upon a red bicycle
And she had red hair

SECRET ROOM 

He has got a secret room that protects him like a tomb
I have got a secret room, no one even knows it's there
I have got a secret room, it's full of tenderness and
care
I have got a secret room, no one knows exactly where
I have got a secret room, I need it like a bird needs air

There's a big eyeball that sings, there's a duck with
lifeless wings
And a bottle with a thing that no one knows
There's my favorite catfish and a boy with a blemish
And the butcher shop I wish that I could own
There's a girlfriend that I had who was good when she was
sad
There's a silver helmet and a pig's jawbone
There's a deer foot on a shelf, and a picture of myself
Looking like a lonely elf that lost his home

He has got a secret room that protects him like a tomb

SECRETS 

Something's going on between them
Something I can see
Nobody seems to pay attention
So it's up to me

They're always touching
Always looking
In a secret way
I thought that I might cut them deep

SEMOLINA 

Semolina
Semolina

Semolina
Loves the seashells
At the shore she
Loves the seashells

She can see the silver
Sometimes shining on the sea
Reflecting from the flying fishes
Wishing she could be

A little piece of sand that's blown
Above the ocean's breeze
But all she has is thoughts of all
Those fingers peeling seeds
And leaving them to mold among
The women watching weeds

Semolina
Semolina

Semolina
Loves the seashells
At the shore she
Loves the seashells

Semolina
Semolina
Semolina
Semolina

Semolina
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

SHIP OF FOOLS 

Hatred has purity, hatred has size
Hatred has purpose and hatred has eyes
Hatred has honor and hates to hear lies
Hatred has hunger and it never dies

Pain and pleasure are the twins
That slightly out of focus spins
Around us till we finally realize
That everything that gives us pleasure
Also gives us pain to measure it by
And in order to survive

Hatred has energy, hatred is near
Hatred has carnage and hatred is clear
Hatred is frustrating love for fear
Hatred is human and hatred is here

All our lives we love illusion
Neatly caught between confusion
And the need to know we are alive