Paroles de Lies

Lies (John Raymond Pollard) 2002-04-01 lies are acid rain that beats on panes of stained glass windows they cut along the grain that's cracked, but frames the flame of Moses virtual reality layered with complicity my world recontextualized you can say I was surprised by... lies... rust under paint and while we wait the surface bubbles railings and a gate wrought iron grate fate spreading troubles guarded under lock and key pledges of fidelity reduced to dust the former trust the notion us is pulverized by... lies ... gunk in a drain the flow constrained a choking sorrow slow and so restrained the sad remains unplanned tomorrow molasses-like viscosity puts the stop to you and me what remains not to drain is the pain and blame that comes with ... lies ... are like a train what's in a name, but loco-motion tracks, like junkies' veins infused with pain and poison potions lies, seen in averted eyes, give rise to your stifled sighs, you may think that it is wise to feign surprise as you deny... lies … are acid rain, are like a train, like junkies' veins, infused with pain, gunk in a drain, the flow constrained, a spreading stain, a sad refrain, make one insane, they're so inane, frame Moses' flame, what's in a name, say it again …