The Hunger the Heat the Cold the Mold
The hunger the heat the cold the mold
We all have a narrow comfort zone ;)
love transformed from the inner void,
a curtain left open for the absurd,
can you touch the wind with your teeth
catch the frisbe so out of reach
laid with fragrance a sitting fixture has taught
from hip to chin drinking extra soda pop
beneath the frenzy of soda pop
long lines at the stadium...,
cars piles upon each other
mountain explode...
fabric unload
through a brief power chord
chased under the window caught in a cage many years ago
you don't listen to me through a cosmic energy
faces, paces & energy
sour to each taste lets delegate
frozen
uncertain
irons are working
prices at the news stand hange
radio active change
the mere notion of the wind
yet through a brief power chord
Van Halen & Huey Lewis And The News
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