Bruce *****burn - How I Spent My Fall Vacation Lyrics
Sun went down looking like the eye of GodBehind icy mist and stark bare treesInside the dim empty cinema two guys in leather jacketsGlance at each other and shiver"They never built these places with winter in mind"Out the window down the gray roadYou can see old walled monasteryNow become a barracks for the paramilitary policeI saw an old lady's face once on a Japanese trainHalf lit, rich with soft luminosityShe was dozing straight upright head bobbing almost imperceptiblyWheels were playing fast in 98 timeHer husband's friendly face suddenly folded up in a sneezeAcross the straight a volcano flew a white smoke flag of surrenderIn a Roman street on a full moon nightI was sick and there was a young cop in a circle of yellow lightAs we drew near he snapped the safety off his machine pistolAnd slid a trembling finger to the triggerI wanted to say something calming but couldn't catch his eyeHe didn't want contact -- he was trained to see movement"Well don't shoot me, man, I'm a graceful slow dancerI'm just a dream to you not real at all"I wonder if I'll end up like Bernie in his dreamA displaced person in some foreign border townWaiting for a train part hope part mythWhile the station changes handsOr just sitting at home growing tenser with the timesOr like that guy in "The Seventh Seal"Watching the newly dead dance across the hillsOr wearing this leather jacket shivering with a friendWhile the eye of God blazes at us like the sun...
