@migu music@

He didn't give you that nickname

But you smile when he calls you Enola Gay

Turns the lights down low for your migraines

And fetches what you've strewn

All around your room

Up and down the hall

Asking for your sodium pentothal

So you can read aloud

From your big tell-all

Anecdotes and platitudes

This world's mean and getting meaner too

So why do you have to make it all about you

There's no harm in stepping to the side

Light your hurricane lamp when the sky goes dark

The wind's pissed off and the sun's at large

And what you got to do is just a matter of pride

Until you vanish like the rest

Out of sight and out of mind

Working all day in the control room

Mashing Charles Manson songs up with show tunes

The feelings come quick but they leave as soon

Like music from a passing car

It's crowded in the club where you meet your friends

Trying to save some room for the elephant

Every day is a chore and you're not done yet

You didn't think it'd be this hard

The roots be good we're a nervous crew

So why you trying to make it all about you

It's not so bad it's just a flash of light

Light your hurricane lamp when the sky goes dark

The rain's upset it just falls apart

You will get your wish it's just a matter of time

Until you vanish like the rest

Out of sight and out of mind

Until you vanish like the rest

Out of sight