Jack Nance Rising
Try and drink it from your mind
But all the time it's there
Makes it hard to even think about tomorrow
I'm worried she knows
Does she knows the biggest worry
The nature of this tension, paranoid dimension
I want it to be so good, relax relax
... bleeding forcefield
Giving in, buckling under the weight
of the worries of your imaginings
Sat beside me, heard about it
Half-mumbled language of the past toys with the present
Another man, it seems
I need to make her another album
All about a girl he was briefly in love with
And that passing obsession is now
A manic monument
It's a place where you hold your breath
(breathe out, mind)
And sing a song just for her
I guess she'll never know it
But I'd like just once for her to show it
A bleeding forcefield will surround you
Just for once I'd like her to show it
I don't know why I get this feeling from you, my dear
He died there on the cross
And he showed no fear
Don't worry about the future
You gotta make your passion
The present is only bleeding
You gotta stop your mewling
Get that meaning?
Let your feelings show!
Jack Nance was lost inside this song
A derelict, unknown force & then he's gone
Don't forget about his dreams
Up there on the silver screens
Don't forget about your dreams
Your wife is lying, your kids are dying
You don't know where to turn
Your kids are dying, your wife is lying
You don't know where to turn
We passed the bridge crossing, crossed legs
I guess I seemed like a different person
From the film I was in
I watched that film again
From the safety of my brain
Like Heather Graham (?)
She was born, she says, in Mill Hill, 1969
And it made me sad, thinking about
That part of town
Used to watch football and pass by on the bus
We've been dreaming of Tigertown
Took a tiny turn back towards
I know it's just a detour but it's
The one I need to focus on
There's a lot of places to go
(?)
Crying in his sleep, waiting around to die
He imagined her eyes, but somewhere
I know it's just a word on a map
On a wall in a summer house
In a city far away from here
Belonging to someone I don't know
If I lose Tigertown by the time I'm 21
How can it even be there today?
Throw off all the shackles that are weighing you down
Throw down all the robots
Throw off all those things you don't need
Throw off all the (?) from the premises
For these last few days, just leave me alone
But all the time it's there
Makes it hard to even think about tomorrow
I'm worried she knows
Does she knows the biggest worry
The nature of this tension, paranoid dimension
I want it to be so good, relax relax
... bleeding forcefield
Giving in, buckling under the weight
of the worries of your imaginings
Sat beside me, heard about it
Half-mumbled language of the past toys with the present
Another man, it seems
I need to make her another album
All about a girl he was briefly in love with
And that passing obsession is now
A manic monument
It's a place where you hold your breath
(breathe out, mind)
And sing a song just for her
I guess she'll never know it
But I'd like just once for her to show it
A bleeding forcefield will surround you
Just for once I'd like her to show it
I don't know why I get this feeling from you, my dear
He died there on the cross
And he showed no fear
Don't worry about the future
You gotta make your passion
The present is only bleeding
You gotta stop your mewling
Get that meaning?
Let your feelings show!
Jack Nance was lost inside this song
A derelict, unknown force & then he's gone
Don't forget about his dreams
Up there on the silver screens
Don't forget about your dreams
Your wife is lying, your kids are dying
You don't know where to turn
Your kids are dying, your wife is lying
You don't know where to turn
We passed the bridge crossing, crossed legs
I guess I seemed like a different person
From the film I was in
I watched that film again
From the safety of my brain
Like Heather Graham (?)
She was born, she says, in Mill Hill, 1969
And it made me sad, thinking about
That part of town
Used to watch football and pass by on the bus
We've been dreaming of Tigertown
Took a tiny turn back towards
I know it's just a detour but it's
The one I need to focus on
There's a lot of places to go
(?)
Crying in his sleep, waiting around to die
He imagined her eyes, but somewhere
I know it's just a word on a map
On a wall in a summer house
In a city far away from here
Belonging to someone I don't know
If I lose Tigertown by the time I'm 21
How can it even be there today?
Throw off all the shackles that are weighing you down
Throw down all the robots
Throw off all those things you don't need
Throw off all the (?) from the premises
For these last few days, just leave me alone
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Writer(s): David Christian Bower
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