Kevin Moore Space-dye Vest
Falling through pages of Martens on angels
feeling my heart pull West
I saw the future dressed as a stranger
love in a space-dye vest.
Love is an act of blood,
I'm bleeding, pool in the shape of a heart.
Beauty projection in the reflection
always the worst way to start.
"...but he's the sort who can't know anyone intimately,
least of all a woman.
He doesn't know what a woman is. He wants you for a
possession, something to
look at like a painting or an ivory box. Something to
own and to display. He
doesn't want you to be real, or to think, or to live.
He doesn't love you.
But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts,
and ideas, and
feelings, even when I hold you in my arms. It's our
last chance... It's our
last chance..."
[Male vocal sample: actor Julian Sands from the film "A
Room With A View".]
Now we're apart I'm trying to take it
learning to swallow the rage.
Found a new girl I think we can make it
as long as she stays on the page.
This is not how I want it to end.
And I'll never be open again.
"...when we come back, America's widely..."
"...attacks, and a maniac..."
"...all this pressure here..."
"...that we often have when we celebrate when, uh, when
someone has been away
from us and is now coming back. But that doesn't mean
that... [static] ...our
arms around them, and that everything is now fine..."
"...fast-paced wholesome gridiron action..."
[Random vocal samples: channel surfing.]
"...look, uh, you're 21 and I'm 33...
Are you trying to say you don't want to see me again?
No... no, not at all, absolutely not... Yes.
Age doesn't matter..."
[Male and female vocal samples: an episode of the TV
show "Full House".]
"[unintelligible]...a lot of, uh, women out there...
[unintelligible]...
because they don't feel that they have rejected the
church... the church has
rejected them... and [unintelligible]... people wander
in and out of these...
[unintelligible]"
[Male vocal sample: unknown (sounds like a talk show
about women & the ]
[Catholic church). ]
There's no one to take my blame if they wanted to
there's nothing to keep me
sane and it's all the same to you. There's nowhere to
set my aim so I'm
everywhere. Never come near me again. Do you really
think I need you? I'll
never be open, I could never be open again. I'll never
be open, I could never
be open again. And I smile and I learn to pretend, but
I'll never be open
again. And I'll have no more dreams to defend. And I'll
never be open again.
