Journey After (War Fatigues)

[Jonny 5] These songs won’t write them selves and its going no where.. These words I seen them some where This path I walk by daylight This bending corner is upon us don’t know what to say by May I may I take you forward? I’m who you've always wanted You don’t know the order Numbers I can make them plummet I’m already at the summit I already speak your language You save yourself from anguish I make myself a sandwich I see the trickle of a brook over a fallen body He wears the thistle we mistook him assault and robbery So when they halt the bombing Come meet me at the clearing As results are coming we can see if practice matches theory And then assess our losses and then we learn our lessons Then we count the tragedies and triumphs and traumatic stressing Get back – Get back - Back Get back – Get back - Back Get back – Get back - Back Get back – Get back – Back [Jonny 5, Mackenzie 33 and Brer Rabbit] Cause these songs won’t write them selves’ and its going no where When it’s all worn off where do ya go These songs don’t write them selves’ and it’s going no where When it’s all worn off where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go (When its all worn) When it’s all worn off where do ya go (worn off) (When its all worn off) When it’s all worn off where do ya go When its all worn off when its all worn (off) When it’s all worn off where do ya go Where do ya go where do ya go [Brer Rabbit] In the shadowed expanse between the distance of our hopes I span from here to now with gossamer ropes A broken bridge the only edge shakes with every passing step We cannot repair all the things we have not kept I’ve not wept enough in recent years to keep my eyes from drying up I’ve slept enough in recent days to keep the flags of my dreams flying The echoes of my empty heart are the closest things I have to screams Fire at end and beginning so I fall to in-between I wrought a treatise on busted guitar strings Choked on cholesterol sentiments from aorta to arteries With better aim then Artemis, gave key stone to arch enemies Who swum in our midst like clown fish with sea anemones Among death knells and threnodies and sex sells extremities And health plans that promise better living through chemistry I lost my identity, tossed to anonymity it’s my apocalypse now I’m saying now serenity We didn’t start the fire but provide the kindling (When it’s all worn off where do ya go) We didn’t start the fire but provided the kindling (When it’s all worn off where do ya go) When it’s all worn off where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go (where do you go-oo) When it’s all worn off where do ya go(off) When it’s all worn off where do ya go [Verse 3] Meet me at the clearing Meet me at the space Now that the ons and offs of the bombs have stopped Upon this common spot our common thoughts calm us Costs promises lost comments draw us closer Yes sir no sir pressures over Open mouths for closure Cry for how I lacked compassion Emotion How I cast the net The ocean How I grasped your neck The motion You grasped for breath I half confessed this Friendship shell shocked Made at the guillotine My sis My oath Made at the crossroads My trick is forgiveness Yours isn’t Impossible Fugue state I’m no philistine You yelled stop I didn’t hear you Lovers leap from the mezzanine Through hell high on the path of gasoline Know Christ know cross road block Slick ice cold stop slow cries crowed I denied you thrice I denied you that isn’t right Tried to cheat the game but had to decide Played your turn ran out of your life Boss codes at the crossroads That isn’t right I’m glad you’re alive Wounds so fresh After my tongue licked clean - and so clean Traded the pain with numbness - clean enough the pain is numb I won’t defend what I’ve done just - could a been cleaner but I Pray there’s some kind of benefit from it - prayed and wasn’t mean enough I would never do what I did - my good meanings just I would never do what I did - made it worse what I did Coulda been a good little boy i’m a - coulda been cleaner left an Big bad wolf wanna comeback kid - abscess of indifference Rags, wounds, incisions - cold feet in a blizzard of indecision War fatigues - yes I wore fatigues Fields cleanse - made you hafta cleanse my bayonet Til healed when it’s all worn (OFF!!!!) - perform the surgery(eeee-oooo) [Epilogue] Where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go When it’s all worn off where do ya go (off) These songs won’t write them selves and its going no where..