Standing in the shadows of the signpost on the road

Behind the walls of medication, I'm free

But when I see you, I'm in it too
The waves come in and the waves go back

There must be a pool out behind the church
'Cause he looked so cool in the back of a hearse
After his debutante trial
All the citizens began to dress in his style
Oh, yeah
It's a beautiful, beautiful world

But nothing can change the fact that we used to share a bed

When you feel that first ice cold twist in the wind
Will you hang a lamp at the end of the lane?
Black-eyed Susans from the Maryland shore
We'll trim back the thorns around the hospital door
More will be seen than will be understood
Go with the poor, the fair, and the good

I'm still here below the chandelier
Where they always used to read us our rights

Levels rising on the island
Shows no sign of soon subsiding
Drifting deeply down in Brooklyn
So much joy in merely looking
Inside he's got a fire crackling
And on the couch, beneath an afghan
Lies an old friend he just took in
Seeking shelter from the cold wind

And how can something so old
Be so wrong?

And the west has made a deal with the sun

Robot walks into a bar
Orders a drink, lays down a bill
Bartender says, 'Hey, we don't serve robots'
And the robot says, 'Oh, but someday you will'

I'm gonna shine out in the wild silence

Are you honest when no one's looking?

And spurn the sin of giving in

And when I couldn't count my friends on a single thumb
I loved her to the maximum

We're just drinking margaritas at the mall
This happy hour's got us by the balls

Somewhere in a foggy atlas
Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea

I want to be tantamount to cordial
Tantamount to good
I want to be a warm and friendly person
But I don't know how to do it
She can't make it to her car
Without making a new friend
She's a small-town superstar
Everybody hollering her name

Aloysius woke at five a.m, the hungry girl was gone
There was blood in the bedding, forks in the ceiling, and bones all over the lawn

Up the hill past 694, at the stone wall make a left
And I will see you soon, my friend
If these old directions still direct, oh yeah
If these old directions still direct