From the recordings Mourn The Rebels and Play This Now
Lyrics
want to hold
the hand
never extended
be seen by eyes
never look my way
make no big deal
any kind of somethin
all in your mind
nothing but ordinary
to be unknown..
by someone so well
known to you
make me an angel
with no desires
make me an angel
without a need at all
I lose myself
washing the dishes
I lose myself..
stacking them away..
calmness of my mind
thinking about..
anything but you
tilt of your head
the graceful walk
that sweet laugh
i only hear in passing
damn my eyes
damn my ears
betrayed me again
letting me sense
someone so..
impossible to know
lose myself
folding the laundry
and ironing
my savior therapy
get every corner
every crease
so so .. perfect
gives me some level
a bit of satisfaction
at my little..
bit of beauty..
I bring to your world
the fruit of my labor
given to you
so perfect
come payday
gonna quit this job..
find some other ...
place ..to make my living
maybe learned the lesson
..this time.. hope so ..
eyes and ears closed
make me an angel
with no desires
make me an angel
with no desires at all
dont give me
anything to hope for
cut the last thread
cut the last thread
of desire
go head.. cut it now
