Thin White Rope The Ruby Sea The Ruby Sea Tina and Glen Puppet Dog Bartender's Rag Dinosaur The Lady Vanishes Up to Midnight Hunter's Moon Christmas Skies The Fish Song The Clown Song The Ruby Sea I've been trying to travel down Through the false surface of the ground Down to where I maybe sleep And she sees me floating past My face is flat against the glass One time when she was looking down I floated by under the ground Down where I try to sleep And she had reason to step back A floater's hands can't help attack Even if he thinks he knows He was meant to travel so She was naked squatting down On the shore of the ground Current sweeps me out of sleep But I'm not thinking of that loss But only of the fact of lass And the distance between me And the bed of the ruby sea Tina and Glen When worlds collide I'll see you again When worlds collide, Tina and Glen Puppet Dog Puppet dog, whoever made you Years ago Knew how bad I'd need a friend Puppet dog, your felt red mouth And bells for eyes Scare the devils off again Puppet dog, come bite your master And in the morning after Sprinkle rain across the sands Puppet dog, I return the bite, you Reveal the fist inside you Leaving me nothing but my hand Bartender's Rag Wring out that bartender's rag And let it wipe away my blues You ain't got a lot of call to use it And it will help me more than it will you Wring it over ice cubes with a cherry Red as lips that told me we were through Limes and lemons, words that came between us Sour as that bartender's rag brew Wring out that bartender's rag And let it wipe away my blues You ain't got a lot of call to use it And it will help me more than it will you No one could have told me I'd be singing out the strains Of what any man with sense would be pouring down the drain Wring out that bartender's rag And let it wipe away my blues You ain't got a lot of call to use it And it will help me more than it will you Midwest Flower You're only seen through yellow windows Stealing the sunlight off the street Trees throw confetti to restrain you Grass bows and dust swirls past your feet Midwest flower Midwest flower Do weeds and wrappers chase behind you Do you focus objects like a lens Does the shimmering vacancy before you Draw the air and everything around you Midwest flower Midwest flower Dinosaur I was watching TV The announcer said they'd found your bones I'm too sad to be horrified But I'm glad you're coming home The Lady Vanishes I swear I had a matchbox With an irreplaceable name Or maybe written on my wrist And it's been washed away Or maybe on a napkins somewhere Blurred by a ring Or maybe on a dollar bill I'll never see again Up to Midnight I leave the lights on all night when you're gone and I roll up the shades and I see My old companion who goes when the sun comes and Takes my reflection from me Sliding along The whole world waiting for me Can you belong to me To any reflection but me We're playing cards and have just the same hand I'm not losing and neither is he Isn't it sad that so thoughtless and flat is A perfect reflection of me Are we alone With kings and jokers and queens Jacks are alone With black and red colored dreams Every day is long climb up to midnight And from there a roll and tumble into sleep Somewhere the sky turns to grey and the world Turns to paper between night and day Just like me heart caught between light and dark Like my friend who is going away Why don't you see Reflections mean what they say Are you complete Without my face in your way Every day is long climb up to midnight And from there a roll and tumble into sleep Hunter's Moon It must be the hunter's moon And I'm searching the hills for you Underneath the hunter's moon Sticks and rivers lead to you Rocks and mountains turning blue In the light of the hunter's moon Going to find my way to you With the help of the hunter's moon Christmas Skies When Christmas skies are clear and the stars come down And prowl on the rooftops of the town They sparkle in the heart of Willy Joe And take him to the boy he was many years ago Tonight he walks through starlight To his cabin on the hill Weighing thoughts of Christmas Against some lonesome time to kill When Christmas skies are clear the stars come down Like the snow that's never rested on this forsaken ground They travel to the heart of Willy Joe And take him to the boy he was many years ago Tonight he walks through starlight To his cabin in the sky Singing songs for Christmas And for the folks he left behind You should of seen the one that got away It must of weighted about a hundred and ten It pulled away so fast it burned my hand It cut the line so hard I could not stand I gave it some play, gave it slack Like you do when the big one attacks Now a part of me is roaming the deep Stuck on the big one I could not keep The Clown Song Seems I have been a clown more than a friend A clockwork response to tokens you spend And when you stop and when I run down I'm frozen and cannot escape from the clown