Quicksand Divorce

I know just what your thinking

You want someone to blame

I know you well ’cause

I always feel the same

We always look behind

We always look behind

Day in, day out

The world is my witness

Sick from my culture’s sickness

Wish it would all go away

You feel the same

We always look behind

We always look behind

I want to slow my mind, down

Something tells me

It’s my cross to bear

You can’t reach me

You were never there

It’s like water

Under a bridge now

I’ve looked a thousand times

We always look behind

We always look behind

Day in, day out

Quicksand East 3rd St.

I was so sincere

I see more clearly now

I, trust new friends just like

I can throw them

Fading traces of a, future leader

A summer squatting

I know I won’t see them round next year

And this is all over my head

And this is all over my head

Rain, it’s rain again, rain

Down on my parade

I’m wrong, you’re right

It’s not what you would do

Rain

Walk one mile in these shoes

In these careless days

You know who your friends are

A saving grace

A time to remember

What you’ve taken

And who you took from

There’s no, mistaking

What you give is what you get

And this is all over my head

And this is all over my head

Rain, it’s rain again, rain

Down on my parade

I’m wrong, you’re right

It’s not what you would do

Rain

Walk one mile in these shoes

Change of Red Guard, every summer

They are handing, the park over

An ideal, idealistic

It’s not real

It’s, just a trick

Rain

Play a judge

All you want to

It makes no difference to me

It’s raining again

It’s raining again

It’s raining again

Quicksand Interiors

Turn it around

Unfix the fix

You’ve already made

Too many promises

To keep on like this

Unfix the fix

To go on like this

Everyday

You’re shot, you’re shot, you’re shot, you’re shot

Everyday

Like a stranger to the earth

The big secret of

Dealing with people

That you’re just sick of

Refrain

Reframe

Everyday

You’re shot, you’re shot, you’re shot, you’re shot

Everyday

Like a stranger to the earth

Quicksand Simpleton

It’s built

Up inside

You’re on

The verge of exploding

Self less

Enough to say

I meant what I said

And I’m not even sorry

What is to get?

It’s simple now

Cut to the quick

No misunderstanding

You sit there

On your side

Don’t blame yourself

Blame it on your family

Self less

Enough to tell

If you walk away

Then I’m not running after

What is to get?

It’s simple now

Cut to the quick

Don’t misunderstand

I know you hate him

‘Cause you said you did

How can you fake it?

It’s some misunderstanding

Inside, your delivered from the stress

You say that your fine

But I think you’re wishing

What is to get?

It’s simple now

Cut to the quick

Don’t misunderstand

Don’t misunderstand

Don’t misunderstand

Quicksand Transparent

Treating your days like a countdown

Seconds pass by, waiting just to blow up

And you get nothing done

And this is what you want

Lost touch and

You turn your back and your some friend

Sterile conversation

Learn to talk a good game

Talk your way out

It’s a sure thing

Testing the ends of what they’ll put up with

You got your chance to say what you wanted to

But you never do

Stand up to the ones that keep you down

Now you can see right through it all

Lost touch and

Tracing your steps you can’t begin

You can’t start

To say what your thinking and why not

Talk your way out

It’s a sure thing

Testing the ends of what they’ll put up with

Sticking it out ’til you can’t get up

How many times have you been pacified?

Accepting it when you’re told

There’s no way

Making sure there never will

Sticking it out ’til you can’t get up

How many times have you been pacified?

Accepting it when you’re told

There’s no way

Making sure there never will

Testing the ends of what they put up with

Quicksand Freezing Process

Taken to the brink of something

Something, but we can’t know what

To wait, to want, it’s so bad, and

Try something, and

Moving to slow

To get where you want to go

Looking for results

You can’t begin, to

Find a way out from the cold

Place you’re in

But it suits you

Your condition

Symptoms that keep you in

Keep you from motion

Until it’s cold

Slowing you down

Until you can’t go

Taken by something

But you can’t hold on to it

You can’t

It slips through your fingers

Slips through your hand

Because they’re too cold

Can’t get a grip

On what’s in your sight

It’s like getting old

It’s like getting told, to, sit, still

But it suits you

Your condition

Symptoms that keep you in

Keep you from motion

Until it’s cold

Slowing you down

Until you can’t go

It’s not me

Is there something

So wrong

Process of depraving yourself

Of peace of mind

Quicksand It Would Be Cooler If You Did

If, you turn, turn away

I, can pretend, that you’ll stay

If you want it

If, you, want, I will

Torn, in two, torn away

I, could not look

I wish you did

If you want it

If, you, want, I will

If you really want it

If you really want to

All ways I want to burn

Set, fire to

Things that were not returned

So take what you can get

Second chance might not come

Or we can just stay dumb

If really you want to

I, I will

If you really want to

If you turn, away

If you turn, turn away

If you want to

If you want to

If you want to

(Are we rolling?)

Quicksand Warm And Low

Warm and low, stole from thieves

Confusion so down with these

Selected friends, sworn enemies

Oh tell me what you need

Breathless

Second sight in an abstract mode

See how it reads more high than it shows

Exorcise and better clothes

Oh tell me what you know

Sunlight ready

Keep me warm and low

Sunlight ready

Keep me warm and low

An invisible thing to contemplate

Pushed us too far behind the gates

With too much love to ever

Recreate

Sunlight ready

Keep me warm and low

Sunlight ready

Keep me warm and low

Out of sight

Keep me warm and low

Quicksand Illuminant

In our time

Oh, you never know for sure

While you follow the people

Who really got nothing on you

Why do they make you feel small?

Anyway

In silence

It’s alright

You can be the beautiful one

Shine a light

On broken signs

Between language and thought

Holding onto fictions you want to believe

Or an ignorant bliss to set you free

Anyway

And when it’s gone, it’s gone for you like all of us

Want to belong, belong here

And when it’s gone, it’s gone for you like anyone

Wants to belong, belong here

Wants to belong

Wants to belong here

Anyway

How the light

How the light

How does the light get in?

How the light

How the light

How the light gets in

I hope you work it on out

Quicksand Normal Love

Incitement to excitement

Go outside, get where you’re invited

Pass the pain and see the future

Find your trouble, whatever suits ya

We like to stay out late

A reoccurring state

Poison arrows in a rush

For the gallows and away from all suns

I should have seen that coming

From miles away

I should have seen that coming

Oh you just don’t know what it’s like

It’s just your life

Run of the mill

Underfed and over schooled

Pass the pain and see the future

Find your trouble, find your trouble

I should have seen that coming

From miles away

I should have seen that coming

Oh you just don’t know what it’s like

I should have seen that coming

From miles away

I should have seen that coming

Oh you just don’t know what it’s like

You just don’t know what it’s like

It’s just your life

It’s just your life