Music Hall, Austin (TX)
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Music Hall, Austin (TX)
- 1 . Glass And The Ghost Children
Lyrics
To the center of the earth
Or anywhere god decides
Full of fever pulling forth
We hear our call as all
And to the center of the earth
As if written in
And dna is reaching out
To your frequency
I want to live
And don’t want to die
I want to live
I want to try
All in prayer
Prayer in all
All are scared
Scared of all
Black rooms are calling
To men in leather coats
White labs are cooking
Up the silver ghost
The glass migrates under
Her translucent skin
And all the spiders wonder
What we’ve got us in
All is you
You are all
All with you
You in all
I want to live
I don’t want to die
I want to live
I want to try
So, it’s all very obtuse
Because it’s all like, like, I don’t know
So, like, I started thinking
That everything I operate on
Is based on what I believe god was telling me to do
God could be my intuition or whatever
But I always assume
I always assume that the voice I hear is the voice of god
Then I started thinking
What if I’m insane
So I’m operating on the premise
That I’m hearing the voice of god
Or what I perceive to be god speaking to me
Or through me
But maybe I’m completely in…
So all my…
Demagoguery in my life about me thinking that my life has importance
My, my..
Thinking that my life has importance
My, my, my thought of it
And the fact that I believe that I’m following my intuition
Which in and of itself may be completely false
So then I started freaking out thinking…
Of itself may be completely false
And again this creature that believes that he’s acting upon
Heavenly intuition, but meanwhile he’s totally rampant
And I started thinking maybe this is the cause
Of all the negativity against…
And I started thinking maybe this is the cause
Of all the negativity against…
And I started thinking maybe this is the cause
Of all the negativity against…
So beats the final coda
Of our vinyl storm
One more cherry cola
To lift up her dead arms
A dream of soft focus sunsets
Filters through the din
We are losing contact
As she dials it in
She can hear glass calling
Or is it someone that looks like him
She eyes TV reflection
And nods a knowing look
She says it doesn’t matter
She’d never liked her looks
I have seen a thousand fractures
I have seen everything
Cause knowing is its own answer
Love something in a book
There’s not much left to ponder
Not much left to cook
As she counted the spiders
As they crawled up inside her
As she counted the spiders
As they crawled up inside her
As she counted the spiders
As they crawled up inside her
As she counted the spiders
As they crawled up inside her
As she counted the spiders
As they crawled up inside her
As she counted the spiders, oh - 2 . Age Of Innocence
Lyrics
We dismiss
The backroads
And ride these streets
Unafraid
Resigned to
Scraping paint
From our bones
Unashamed
No more the eye upon you
No more the simple man
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have guessed
All is never shown
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
And in my prayers
I dream alone
A silent speech
To deaf ear
If you want love
You must be love
But if you bleed love
You will die love
No more the lie upon you
Cast in stone and autumn shade
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have sensed
We won’t make it home
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Before the rites of spring
Come to mean all things
A little taste of what may come
A mere glimpse of what has gone
Cause for the moment we are free
We seek to bind our release
Too young to die, too rich to care
Too fucked to swear that I was there
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have guessed
We won’t make it home
Desolation yes
Hesitation no - 3 . To Sheila
Details
Title extra: live 2000.05.14
Length: 3:04
Written By: Billy Corgan
BMI Number: 4353753
Lyrics
Twilight fades through blistered avalon
The sky’s cruel torch on aching autobahn
Into the uncertain divine
We scream into the last divide
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as I feel
You make me real
Sheila rides on crashing nightingale
Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails
With blushing brilliance alive
Because it’s time to arrive
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as I feel
You make me real
Lately I just can’t seem to believe
Discard my friends to change the scenery
It meant the world to hold a bruising faith
But now it’s just a matter of grace
A summer storm graces all of me
Highway warm sing silent poetry
I could bring you the light
And take you home into the night
You make me real / lately I just can’t seem to believe
You make me real / discard my friends to change the scenery
Strong as I feel / it meant the world to hold a bruising faith
You make me real / but now it’s just a matter of grace
- 4 . Snail
Details
Title extra: live 2000.05.14
Length: 3:16
Written By: Billy Corgan
BMI Number: 1361218
Lyrics
All your seven dreams
Are closer than you believe
As your things come undone
See you are the only one
Flower, seize the hour, the day away
Waiting, waiting for your way, away
When you wake up you’re away
Throwing your life away
Someday, sorry coming home
Sorry, snail
What you wait for
Flower, the pain will wash away, away
When the sunshine climbs through your window
Into your bed
When you wake up you’re away
Throwing your life away
Someday, sorry coming home
Sorry, snail
Yeah, live in my home
Flower, seize the hour
Flower, away
What you wait for
Flower, taste the sunshine
Flower, taste the sunshine
Flower
- 5 . Fuck You
Details
Title extra: (An Ode To No One) live 2000.05.14
Length: 4:26
Written By: Billy Corgan
BMI Number: 2035606
Lyrics
I’m never coming back
I’m never giving in
I’ll never be the shine in your spit
I disconnect the act
I disconnect the dots
I disconnect the me in me
And you’re mistaken, it’s you that’s faking
Living and breathing and dying too
This message is for anyone who dares to hear a fool
You can’t bring me back, you can’t bring me back
Cause I give it all back to you
Thru sacred alleys, the living wrecks
Wreak their havoc upon this world
The disenchanted, the romantics,
The body and face and soul of you is gone down that deep black hole
Destroy the mind-destroy the body-but you cannot destroy the heart
And you, you make me so I need to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don’t need you love to disconnect
To runaround kids in get-go cars
With Vaseline afterbirths and neon coughs
Galaxies full of nobodies
Giving us the farewell runarounds
I took a virgin Mary ax to his sweet baby Jane,
Lost my innocence to a no good girl,
Scratch my face with anvil hands,
And coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth
And I give it all back to you
No way, I don’t need it, I don’t need your love to disconnect
And you make it, so real, I don’t need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don’t need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
- 1 . Glass And The Ghost Children
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