The Philosophy of Velocity

Time delay Synchrionicity Is all in disarray From another tear under my duvet It's antique and smells like Chantilly The other day it took me far away When we were young and so risque You said to stay but I disobeyed Now I've erased the mistake! Is it called a crime if I play with time? All the shame it brings, it changes everything! Long ago Someone that I know Took all the torment I could throw How would I know I couldn't let it go Without a dose of a-d-o And although it's been a year or so I think I will never outgrow I'm laying low, so in reverse I go Because she's the one that I owe Is it called a crime if I play with time? All the shame it brings, it changes everything! (x2) I have gone awry Trying to defy the laws of time where they apply And so I sigh that I am high and dry It really took me by surprise It caught my eye, I had to say good-bye It seems I've lost my paradigm And I could die, because I don't know why But I forget the name I go by Is it called a crime if I play with time? All the shame it brings, it changes everything! (x2) I'm fading away (I'm fading away)....

Yesterday morning upon my waking Inside my pocket, I found a calling card It said in cursive "Meta-detective" And had a number I didn't recognize It rang all morning and in the evening I heard an answer. It sounded like a sigh. It was a woman on the receiver (she was a breather) I said i'd see her because you never know She said she'd meet me under the marquee Of a theater that was abandoned She ran up to me and leaned in closely Whispering softly, she told me how I would die She spoke in cipher and coy conundrums Her hair was like lightning and smelled like thunder Ending our rendez-vous, she said "Rappelez-vous?" And with a pirouette, she disappeared and I said, "You never know" I'll let you be my eyes if we fly I'll let you be my eyes because I'm blind The rain flies into out mouths while our heads fly into the clouds

My head is floating like a rock in a riverbed Today, the Vapours came and took my mind away, like an angel. I look in the mirror and say "Does anyone ever feel like I do? Does anybody ever feel this way? I never know how to explain it to you I still wonder if it's all inside my head?" My hands are aching like they're wrapped around a gun Today, the Vapours put a rope around my tongue And now my hands write down on paper what I say "Does anyone ever feel like I do? Does anybody ever feel this way? I never know how to explain it to you I still wonder if it's all inside my head?" ...I can never seem to some the same familiar beating drum... My head is floating like a rock in a riverbed Today, the Vapours came and took my mind away, like an angel I look in the mirror "Does anyone ever feel like I do? Does anybody ever feel this way? I never know how to explain it to you I still wonder if it's all inside my head?" [x2] ...I can never seem to some the same familiar beating drum... [x2]

There! There you are! There again... Staring through the screen when the lights are dim I wonder why you are there Oh wait, I saw you again! Your gossamer skin I saw your cameo There goes a shadow behind the scene An ingenue phantom on the screen I wonder why it is there Oh wait, I saw you again! Your gossamer skin I saw your cameo Out on the sidewalk I see your grin The truth in your eyes is closing in I wonder why she is there Oh wait, I saw you again! Your gossamer skin I saw you again Your gossamer skin I saw you again Your gossamer skin I saw your cameo (cameo)

Hey, they say you died in your sleep From a poison vapour leak In 1917 You were only 23 And the time I saw you last Was in a piece of broken glass When you moved across the room And I smelled your cheap perfume Late, the candles cast long shadows No matter where you are Shiver! In the apartment where I live And the death that you relive Is too close to my bed And it replays in my head You are the ghost in the machine You are the ghost in my routine And I find you quite obscene 'Cause the way that you make me fiend Late, the candles cast long shadows No matter where you are The candles cast long shadows I, I don't know what to do 'Cause your body, I see through Though I could not see your face Though I saw your breath on the mirror And there's one thing that you should know That's that I fell for you long ago And everything that I do It begins and ends with you Late, the candles cast long shadows No matter where you are The candles cast long shadows Adelaide? (There's no one there)

Mr. Mercury, (U.S. patent No. 55453xx54), a cast iron steam machine, Made the morning tea for the Admiral Gabardine Went out on an errand, but came back too late The runabout was idling behind the gate Mr. Mercury, his dials and his springs Set out for Mr. Quick (U.S. patent No. 353480723x0894) By following the oil slick Mr. Mercury, why did they all leave? Could it be I wonder, a strange disease? Because everybody's gone The house is empty and the silence is killing me The moon was overheard And the city streets were dead They heard a soft alarm That was set by Mr. Arm (patent pending) Mr. Mercury, why did they all leave? Could they be, I wonder, all overseas? 'Cause everybody's gone The town is empty and the silence is killing me "Follow me. I will take you to the admiral. He will tell us what to do." You can tank Smythe and Tinker for your curious demeanor. (He is a patented Marvel, He is a patented Marvel) They no longer linger, but he knows he'll be alright Are you getting existential in your clockwork differential? (He's a patented Mechanical Marvel!) Our serial numbers are etched in ours thumbs. Send someone who could us a good Automaton! We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone We are, we are, we are, we are alone And so it was. Mr. Mercury There's not much use for us three I'll turn your On switch Off If you'll do the same for me 'Cause everybody's gone The world is empty and the silence is killing me.

Underwater in a submarine He smokes a cigarette and blows the steam He navigates though the deep blue sea All by his lonesome, no company Mainwaring in his submarine Rescued a lady from a sinking ship Then let her go on an iceberg tip Ferried a family from an island head Brought them to cannibals on a beach instead Mainwaring in his submarine His eyes are hollow just like his cheeks His faded uniform not washed in weeks He had a daughter to call his own Poseidon's water took her long ago Mainwaring in his submarine Out the portal late at night A sailor might see a watery light And if he sees it, he'll let it be It's the lonely Captain in his submarine Mainwaring, where's your queen? Mainwaring, where's your queen? Mainwaring, where's your queen?

"I'm thinking we're shrinking," said the lady to her darling. "But the word is getting and my patience is getting thin. I'm guessing it's pressing that we start progessing Our ships are sinking so I would understand." She indiscreetly mutters to herself Where do we go? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Where do we go from a year in heaven? "Chasing the rabbit was my habit," said the addict to the sidewalk But he caught it with his wallet and the tracks upon his skin And it follows that he swallowed the notion he was Apollo But he lost it, exhausted, so he pushed the needle in In the street he mutters to himself Where do we go? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Where do we go from a year in heaven? Where do we go from here? Forsyth and Zebulon Earhart and Komarov Capucine and the cats that she left us And all of the passengers on the Sultana Were drinking their coffee and smoking havanas "The Sky line is my line," said the rich man from his airplane But he won't say that in his dreams that he crashes in the woods In his sleep he mutter to himself Where do we go? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Where do we go from a year in heaven? Where do we go? Where do we go from here? Where do we go? Where do we go from a year in heaven?

Breathe in breathe out your contradictions Breathe in breathe out your words of fiction "Breathe in breathe out," you say, "but not on my time." Says I, "Good bye to Grace." Breathe in breathe out your pale addiction Breathe in breathe out without conviction "Breathe in breathe out," you say, "but not on my time." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." Says the look on my face Says I, "Goodbye to Grace, but not on my time." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." We may never be something better We may be down but we're not afraid We may never be something better We may be down but we're not afraid Breathe in breathe out without permission Breathe in breathe out your final mission "Breathe in breathe out," you say, "but not on my time." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." Says I, "Goodbye to Grace." Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace. Your breath is clouding the window. Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace. Say goodbye to Grace.

There's a room inside my finger Where ghosts of authors linger There's a little man who whispers In a radio transmitter There's a lady on a spider With a baby's head beside her There's a voice inside my earlobe From a place the sidewalks don't go These are strange days! There's a man with an umbrella Who is smoking citronella And he sees fantastic visions Of a world outside my prison There's a fountain full of ashes And a snake beneath the grasses And he's asking everybody What makes them melancholy These are strange days! These days are strange! These are strange days! These days are strange! My language is patois Philosophy is in my boudoir My head's in Constantinople And my body's in a bubble I'm a Rosicrucian Lackey In the ministry of Peculiar Things I will tell you my secret But only if you keep it These are strange days! These days are strange! These are strange days! These days are strange! But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day? But enough about me, why don't you tell me about your day?

Away in my dilated eyes...