Plastic Letters

I set my hand to writing you... it drifted off the page.
I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake... i haven't ate in days.
For unspoken value, aesthetic, and charm, i'd smile at you sideways,
But the lighting is wrong.
I'm taking a picture, and counting the cost, while the bells in my ears keep ringing.
I set my hand to writing you... it drifted of the page.
I nearly fell, i feel like a lowlife in hell and i haven't slept in days and days, days and days...
Beat on my fender through my gemini 2, play to the posters on the wall of my room.
Thought i was crazy when i'd think about you... and the bells in my ears keep ringing.
And the bells in my ears keep ringing.
In my ear bells are ringing.

1 2 3 4
Although i'm young i got a job to do.
Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe.
Call it a business trip.
Got to hide inside my trenchcoat and be clever .
I got my papers and a cyanide pill.
My polaroid's a taser in disguise.
There's a base in the hills, and the wheat fields looks like kansas in november.
Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun.
Your love reads like the broken code you sent me.
One last contact in red square, unless i have to run and the long arms of the k.g.b. detect me.
Can't trust a soul, secret messenger, just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain and a cool .45.
The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange.
I.c.b.m.
Bang! bang! you're dead!
No one left to worry.
Kiss me quick, now i have to hurry.
Our last contact in red square, unless i have to run and the long arms of the c.i.a. detect me.
Hey!
Hey! hey!

Was it destiny?
I don't know yet.
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear,
Now i'm always touched by your presence, dear.
When we play at cards you use an extra sense.
(it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, i've got no defense.
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear,
I am always touched by your presence, dear.
Floating pass the evidence of possibilities.
We could navigate together,psychic frequencies.
Coming into contact with outer entities.
We could entertain each one with our theosophies.
Stay awake at night and count your r.e.m.'s when you're talking with your super friends.
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere.
I am still in touch with your presence, dear.
I am still in touch with your presence, dear.
I am still in touch with your presence, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear.

Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway,
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun (back next monday).
And our friends are at the airport...
Cousin bill says, "enjoy the water sports".
As we fly into the mystery the film comes on and the earth recedes.
Several hours out - 20 minutes south of bermuda.
The communication's gone - something has to be so wrong.
And it must be jesus calling...
The silver ship, the blue sea falling.
Death was in that poison wave and in it's gulf a fitting grave.
The coast guard said they might be found...
They know just where the plane went down.