2002-03-06 | JET-BLACKENED MANTARAYS

If my memory serves me correctly, and he usually doesn't (I ordered a strawberry margarita, not a dacquiri, you jack-ass!), I wrote this in 1994 when I lived in Las Vegas. I could be totally wrong. It doesn't matter. Nobody reads this crap anyway.

"THIN GREEN HORIZONS"

LARGE BLUE FOUNTAINS

THIN GREEN HORIZONS

OVERFLOWING MOUNTAINS

ARIZONA'S RISING

I'M GREEN WITH ENVY

YELLOW STREAK DOWN MY BACK

I'M RED FROM PRETENDING

MY HEART IS TRACED IN BLACK

(chorus)thin green horizons

looking at you for faith

thinning Orion

heading for a better place

i'm looking for something better to work with

as time skips by it just doesn't seem worth it

SICKENING, SOUR OCEAN

BITTER-SWEET, SALTY BAYS

MIRAGES OF CLEAR, COLD SILVER

JET-BLACKENED MANTARAYS

I'M CROSSED AND PUZZLED

COUNTING THE BROWN AND ORANGE LEAVES

BURSTING WITH THE TROUBLED (like bubbles)

MORE SEVERED THEN YOU COULD EVER CONCEIVE

(chorus)

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