August & Everything After

mr. jones


I was down at the new amsterdam staring at this
Yellow-haired girl
Mr. jones strikes up a conversation with this black-
Haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish i was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, maria! show me some of them spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, mr. jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything cause
I want to be someone who believes
Mr. jones and me tell each other fairy tales and we
Stare at the beautiful women
"she's looking at you. ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If i knew picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"she's looking at you.
, i don't think so. she's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, i will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different
Reasons for that
Believe in me because i don't believe in anything
And i want to be someone to believe
Mr. jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"she's perfect for you, man, there's got to be
Somebody for me."
I want to be bob dylan
Mr. jones wishes he was someone just a little more
Funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
Funky as you can be
Mr. jones and me staring at the video
When i look at the television, i want to see me staring
Right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why
And we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, i'm going to be just
About as happy as i can be
Mr. jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...

Take the way home that leads back to sullivan st.
Cross the water and home through the town
Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
Pretty soon now i won't come around
I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly fallen to her knees
Take the way home
Take the way home that leads back to sullivan st.
Where all the bodies hang on the air
If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
Either way now, i don't really care
Cause i'm gone from there
I'm almost drowning in her seas
She's nearly crawling on her knees
She's down on her knees
Take the way home that leads back to sullivan st.
Where i'm just another rider burned to the ground
Come tumbling down
I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly crawling on her knees
It's almost everything i need
I'm down on my knees
I'm down on my knees

step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where? i don't know
Maria says she's dying
Through the door i hear her crying
Why? i don't know
Chorus
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding jesus
She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Chorus: round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says it's only in my head
She says shhh i know it's only in my head
But the girl in car in the parking lot
Says "man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"
Then she looks up at the building
And says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life
She must be tired of something
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can't see nothing, nothing
Round here
Catch me if i'm falling
Catch me if i'm falling
Catch me cause i'm falling down on you
I said i'm under the gun
Round here
Oh man, i said i'm under the gun
Round here
I can't see nothing, nothing
Round here

I wanted so badly somebody other than me
Staring back at me but you were gone
I wanted to see you walking backwards
And get the sensation of you coming home
I wanted to see you walking away from me
Without the sensation of you leaving me alone
Chorus:
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
I can't please myself
I wanted the ocean to cover over me
I wanna sink slowly without getting wet
Maybe someday, i won't be so lonely
And i'll walk on water every chance i get
(chorus) so when are you coming home sweet angel?
You leaving me alone? all alone?
Well if i'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own
I wish i was traveling on a freeway
Beneath this graveyard western sky
I'm gonna set fire to this city
And out into the desert we're gonna ride

This circus is falling down on its knees
The big top is crumbling down
It's raining in baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And i don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But i just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
And i get no answers
And i don't get no change
It's raining in baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There's things i remember and things i forget
I miss you i guess that i should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call maybe i should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train if i listen real hard
And i wish it was a small world
Because i'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I think it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat