Lydia/Lysette Lyrics

Think it was Charlie who said "we're goofballs I guess, the more I look like a man, it destroys me, sometimes it's just a role I guess, a part or a piece of a movie"

Boris bowed as we booed, not a note rang true, beneath the forest fires

At the San Diego zoo, Alice's dress caught on barbed wire

Says "I'm a nincompoop"

Guess I wasn't prepared to cry

But it was Kodak cameras and jet streams I saw in her eyes

Know it was never mine when I told her: "these crowds reveal my size"

And I won't be alone anymore

Cause the newlyweds and the swingers have gone and locked the door

Margaret, I'm scared of them

I'm scared of my friends

The trouble with paradise is it only takes one drink

Til' I can't speak

Much less sing

I'm scared to grieve my love

I'm scared of you, Margaret

Persistently dreaming of mom and her daisies, daffodils cut for the display case, drunk on her wine she'd left out the previous night

Lydia wept like there was some way to save me, Lysette kept secrets because she never wanted to be lazy, I slept in, through the gunfire and the Fourth of July.

Inscribing this note with tenderness and care, because Margaret I really hope to find you there, write to you from Mexico, my love.