Michael McGuire Pictures Of Perfect Women
PICTURES OF PERFECT WOMEN
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
PICTURES OF PERFECT WOMEN
The world is a beautiful woman that doesn’t even know I exist, and I’m
still some little boy lost to the point of all of this, I just don’t care about
where tomorrow is taking it’s ride, or picking bloody diamonds off the
sidewalk from a crashed wall street bride.
But I want to believe in something oh something that can deliver me, I
know what I’m looking at but I don’t know what I’m supposed to see.
The sky is a bleeding barrier to the heavens soft design, the stars proof
of the light beyond for which the earth bound angel does pine, but this
is not some dreamers definition this is flesh and clock, sick souls and
mercy boats dashed upon the rock.
But I want to believe in something oh something that can salvage me,
the blank script of the everlasting now is the mere burden of my
memory.
She is the desert on my lips let her be the river for I can drink her, from
her actions I must infer the thought that built the thinker, a boy
studying pictures of perfect women from a hopeless room, he’s just
dreaming up the details of his masterpiece of doom.
But I want to believe in something oh something that can believe in me,
and pictures of perfect women are the stuff of apathy.
Feb04
