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To be the seer instead of the seen
There is a flower, a leaning tower
And all the wonders stand in between
I don't want to be another mystery, oh no
I don't want to see who's looking at me, oh no
I wanna be the one to feel the sun, oh whoa
So if you want to see the world with me, let's go
The alligator, the god that made her
And all of the creatures that got left behind
And Mycenae, Ave Maria
And everything you gotta dig harder to find
I don't want to be a vapor of heavenly light
Everybody guess if I'm an angel or sprite
I don't want to be another mystery, oh no
I don't want to see who's looking at me, oh no
I wanna be the one to feel the sun, oh whoa
So if you want to see the world with me, let's go
You could pursue it, hell I could do it
I'll just be quiet when I get angry and hurt
I'm stopping traffic, cinemagraphic
With my long black coat hanging down in the dirt
And my hair clinging to my face in the rain
Like a goddess from the cult of beautiful pain
I don't want to be another mystery
I don't want to be another mystery
I could cut you off with a shoulder of stone
Smoke all night and leave the party alone
Screw myself with an inscrutable pout
But I just want you to come figure me out
I don't want to be another mystery
Whaaa?
Words and music by Dar WilliamsRon and Nancy got the house but Sid and Nancy rule
I died 8 years ago I'm still a legend at my high school
I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree
But that's OK cause no one's gonna make the next century
I'm up in heaven now they say I'm here to stay
Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia, Wo-oh . . .The cafeteria's got everything it's gonna drive me mad
Cause it looks just like a big Hawaiian party that my mother had
It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen
Technicolor luau all on technicolor green
There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire
And they signed me up for surfing
But they can't get me in the choir
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia, Wo-oh . . .But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings
Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things
I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious
I said, "You'll hate it here cause we're the only ones like us.
It's crypto-fascist mania it's silicon deliria."
"Yeah," she said, "you're right, but I like the cafeteria."Hey God we're the bad kids we're so nasty mean and vile
God looks like a guidance counselor God's got that smile
God says, "How could this be? That's really odd
I guess I'll have to check my records - silly me, you know, I'm only
God . . ."The waves are perfect and the sun will always shine
But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time
I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop each new kid
Don't be like me, forever young, forever stupid
Yeah, I found love here but I'll bet you'll find it there
Where they don't always make the same joke
Gee you make a heavenly pair
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
Alleluia
Agree on the emphasis style thing; that's Dar for ya. As for complexity: please check out The Pointless, Yet Poignant, Crisis Of A Co-ed and The Christians And The Pagans, both from her Mortal City CD; then get back to us. Thanks!
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