1000 Tears (2:35)

Visions of her sidewinder perch
On the chair and up against the police car
Throw light on my darkened face

Flashes on a shadowed wall
Like the
Like the lightning

A picture’s worth a thousand tears of want
Oh the striking Duenow

Although i’m just two feet away
I might as well be paging through that magazine
With the way i’m pushed by 8×10
Headlong into backlit gloss
Rolling down the stairs
Like the
Like the thunder

I drop my keys and raise my glass to you
Oh the striking do know

If I had a thousand lives to live
Outside of shy antiquity
And frigid faceless apathy
I still wouldn’t have a clue

Tell me what i need to do
To get
To get close to you