The Queen of America
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Well they made up a figure
And they called it you
And they bought you a market
For the things you do
And you drop like a name
Right into the scene
You're the Queen of America
But what does that mean?
Well they made you a promise
And they kept it too
And you're sure you earned it
Cause you always knew
But I pulled your file
And a funny thing
You're the Queen of America
But who's your King?
Well they made up a figure
And they called it you
And they brought you to market
With the things you do
And you drop like a name
Right into the scene
You're the Queen of America
But what does that mean?
The Hum of Zeppelins, 2031 AD
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A world of waiting, lost in the glare
Thousands of airships take to the air
Hoping so desperate that she would be there
In the hum
And when she saw me, she ran to my arms
We stood alone in the empty airlift loft
Behind us the shimmer of each flight taking off
And the hum
And oh, I miss the sorrow
Oh I miss the sorrow
The words they were waiting, but never came right
Delicate meanings absorbed by the night
Things we had wished that just couldn't align
To the hum
And when she saw me, she ran to my arms
We stood alone in the empty airlift loft
Behind us the shimmer of each flight taking off
And the hum
And oh, I miss the sorrow
[We would be there in the hum]
Poolboy
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If I saw you today,
Would it only be the same mess, different day?
And I am still just in the way.
And it always is the same mess, different day.
Like a Great Big Meteor
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If all we have is now,
then what did we have then
as she sat across me nervously
in what used to be a den?
Back then it was 90 days,
And then it was 90 weeks,
And slowly we saw
It was not coming back
It was all just gone for good.
I'd like to remember this all as it was
The burble and the buzz
of surburban machines --
Lawnmowers on a Saturday twilight,
With the sky soft darkening.
And I'd like to say
The pain makes it real:
but it can't make you feel,
it just makes you survive --
I'd like to tell you
that we're all alive,
But we're not alive.
And it's a great big meteor
And it's a great big sun
And it's the last day calling
And it's the last day done.
And it's a great big meteor
And it's a great big sun
And it's the last day calling
And it's the last day done.
And it's a great big meteor
And it's a great big sun
It's like the last day falling
It's like the last day done.
It's like a great big meteor
It's like a dying sun
It's like the last day falling
It's like the last day done.
It's like a great big meteor
It's like a dying sun
It's like the last day falling
It's like the last day done.
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