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Jim Caroll - Work, Not Play
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The bell rings . . . It's a decade past my decadence My beast wears rings and he's waiting In the shadows of my hesitations, my silent Hesitations . . . each image is so clear; It seems i have no hands The gestures of the air confuse all my demands And the beast hears the bell; he comes Out of the shadows. he rips apart the shadows . . . And he says: "this is work and not play" And he says: "there's always more than one way . . . This is work not play" Refrain: I see the ghosts of my childhood . . . Dressed in blue, they trail me in the night They drive these cars with real upholstery They trail me until . . . here comes the night She was standing, standing on the balcony Her black, black eyes folded over her eyelids Like sheets on motel beds . . . She must be eatin' reds This place is filled with mirrors It echoes what she said And she said: "i need a judgement day"and she said: "i know there's more than one way, But i want my judgement day . . ." Repeat refrain To sleep without dreams So distant from the mirror Imitating clarity, disguising All the terror . . . i heard a thousand bells From a thousand old cathedrals They rang . . . i haven't heard them since A decade past my decadence The beast hears the bell I'm cursed to be a singer A singer of the flames A thinker of a fire And a son without a name
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