Earth Pressed Flat

Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey

Out through the foggy window there
Just to see the eyes of my future children
Looking back at me
Back through the foggy window
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
There from that rolled down window
Ponies run free cradled protectively
There in the greenery somewhere
I keep this picture
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
For all the roads we've travelled
And all the bridges burned
I was thinking out loud the ways of the world
That all seem so constant
How few of the lessons we really have learned.
Out through the foggy window frozen in frame
Capturing passing pictures life's lastrefrain,
Memories ashes scatter
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on.

Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey

Shards of glass cut through my gaze
Broken streamers hanging at my legs
Drunk and giddy full of fate
At the cabaret
Smokey stares from the bar
Do stray bottles tumble
I feel the misty spray
What a perfect, perfect day for the cabaret
From afar he sees
Venus rise overwhelmingly beautiful
He sighs the look of love was in her eyes
Puts his hand upon her leg
Looking closer his lust begins to fade
What a drag the queen did say.
Could this be a dream i'm in? ( fellini would be proud )
Gluttony enfolds the scene
Give them one last round ,
Shining faces dance away
Swinging skirts between the panted legs
Kaleidescoping
Then shassez in a blink the glasses fly
Suddenly joy becomes a fight
There they tossed and turned a sight.

Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey

Eager to please was just the way that he was
Though his attempts there falling short,
Expectation
See he would tell of all his conquests,
Was he bragging?
But in the evening all alone
Ellen unplanned delays
Saving for someone who really cared about you
Invincible they say
Married to your name
She was the kind between a child and a lady,
Quick was her temper
Like a blaze from an ember
No one had measured to her standard,
So in the evening all alone all alone
How do i tell them to open their minds
And to take a chance
Maybe on finding life's treasure stubborn they stay set
In their ways really not wanting to be lonely not alone.

Lyrics/music - mimi fariña
In the quiet morning
There was much despair
And in the hours that followed
No one could repair

That poor girl
Tossed by the tides of misfortune
Barely here to tell her tale
Rolled in on a sea of disaster
Rolled out on a mainline rail
She once walked tight by my side
I'm sure she walked by you
Her striding steps could not deny
Torment from a child who knew

That in the quiet morning
There would be despair
And in the hour that followed
No one could repair

That poor girl
She cried out her song so loud
It was heard the whole world round
[ a symphony of violence
The great southwest unbound ]
In the quiet morning
There was much despair
And in the hour that followed
No one could repair

That poor girl
Tossed by the tides of misfortune
Barely here to tell her tale
Rolled in on a sea of disaster
Rolled out on a mainline rail

Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey

There like a feather you fell someone's heaven above me
Floating so fickle tempting me teasing my ways
Thrown from its clutches i struggle to free what escapes me
Absalom hanging like you i'm caught in between
Heaven then earth then heaven between you
Release me untangle my hair
Absalom hanging like you i'm caught in between
Heaven then earth heaven between you
Patient i wait as i hold a small feather
That floated from somebody's heaven.

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, i will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But i will still be here, i have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And i am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?