Actualities on a Beach Lyrics

I wish to be our city's lonesome laureate

Of one-liners, 'cause I can't afford the two

Come on in world, walk through the open door

That rigged-up threshold ain't a line anymore

This is my trick, this is one type of beige life

It can be as dull as an easygoing (in) knife

It can be as fictional as wrong is to right

I want to help you babe suss this muck all out

Angle your eyes to fill in these holes of doubt

I hunger by and by in my garden at dusk

Masking the hurt still hoping for a bit of luck

Prose is the judgment, death is the other

And that's the final thing I want to say

Let the bronzed bodies fall where they may

But even in our worst state in a double light

Through a long hallway straight into the night

I don't need any story of the beyond you see

When girl, you're sleeping in the hole next to me

When the laws of knowing come down to it

I'm gonna take the gumshoe's theory and make it fit

Cut me loose now babe or sunder me never

You and I know there's more to this than truth

Like a secret buried in a wall of a house you once ran through

And when there's nothing to be done

And you and I for good ol' fun

Scribble out the words in sand

Words from Because I Am