The Girl In The BoothIf you don't look then you'll never know
Who's up there illuminating the show
Theres a girl from whom radiance flies
From spotlights to sparkles in her eyes
So I say hey, kids, look at the roof, she's way up there working the booth.
Up in the dark she's riding the boards
Tapping out cues and testing the cords
Her fingers move with every action & page
Sweet golden sunlight bathing the stage
So I say hey, boys, turn real smooth, she's way up there working the booth
And the day it'll come I'm sure
When she gets all she wanted and more
When she's up in the booth of a stadium grand
And the lights that'll shine with a flick from her hand
Then we'll all say hey, man, it's gods own truth
There's nobody better then the girl in the booth
For it is far easier to blame the flame
Instead of our own minds
Really though, they are the same
Exept fire never lies
She's an old flame reignited
She's pumped, she's excited
She's admitted her mistake
This time it isn't fake!
Untill it all burns out
She turns around in turnabout
Like smoke she drifts away
She'll come back another day.
WHAT IVE TASTED OF DESIRE
one failure on
top of another.
I THINK THE WORLD SHALL END IN FIRE
Desire, all men should understand,
How their lives are fated
A feeling fierce, as fierce as fire
Angry coals of rage then fann'd
an gnawing hunger never satiated
That finally forces all to burn.
Anger grows from frustration's hand,
What we cannot have becomes our hatred.
Glowing coals ignite in fire
A conflagration no man can stand
Though he smothers it, all he fears
lingers as sparks to set his world a'burn.
Grand passions, all. When in our hands
love and rage and fear are mated
Combining, igniting, like fire, hellfire
It is m