Bright Red Lyrics: Bright Red

Tracks:

Speechless
Bright Red
The Puppet Motel
Speak My Language
World Without End
Freefall
Muddy River
Beautiful Pea Green Boat
Love Among The Sailors
Poison
In Our Sleep
Night In Baghdad
Tightrope
Same Time Tomorrow

Speechless (The Eagle and the Weasel)

It was August. Summer of '82. You had that rusty old car And me I had nothing better to do You picked me up. We hit the road. Baby me and you. We shot out of town Drivin' fast and hard Leaving our greasy skid marks In people's back yards. We were goin' nowhere. Just drivin' around. We were goin' in circles. And me I was just hanging on. Like in that Annie Dillard book Where she sees that eagle With the skull of a weasel Hanging from its neck And here's how it happened, listen. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back They fly up to nowhere. Weasel keeps hangin' on. Together forever. We were goin' nowhere. Just drivin' around. You did all the talking and me I didnt' make a sound If I open my mouth now I'll fall to the ground If I open my mouth There's so much I'd say Like I can never be honest. Like I'm in it for the thrill. Like I never loved anyone. And I never will. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back. They fly up to nowhere. Wesel keeps hanging on. Together forever. I remember that old coat. My grandma used to wear Made of weasels Biting each other's tails A vicious circle And endless ride On the back of an old woman. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back. They fly up to nowhere. Wesel keeps hanging on. Together forever. And me? I'm goin' in circles. I'm circling aruond. And if I open my mouth now I'll fall to the ground.

Bright Red

Did she fall or was she pushed? Your shirt on my chair Your shirt on my chair I'll be with you. I'll be there. I'll never leave you Your shirt on my chair. Come here little girl. Get into the car. It's a brand new Cadillac. Bright red. Your words in my ears. I'll be with you. I'll be there. I'll never leave you. Wild beasts shall rest there And owls shall answer one another there And the hairy ones shall dance there And sirens in the temples of pleasure. Your shirt on my chair. I'll be with you. I'll be there. I'll never leave you. Your shirt on my chair.

The Puppet Motel

I live on the highway Near the Puppet Motel I log in every day I know the neighborhood well. No about the residents Of the Puppet Motel They're more than a little spooky And most of them are mean. They're runnin' the numbers They're playin' cops and robbers Down in the dungeons Inside their machines. Cause they don't know What's really real now they're havin' fourth dimentional dreams Their minds are out on bail now And real is only what it seems. And all the puppets in this digital jail They're runnin' around in a frenzy In search of the Holy Grail. They're havin' virtual sex. They're eatin' virtual food. No wonder these puppets Are always in a lousy mood. So if you think we live in a modern world Where everything is clean and swell Take a walk on the B side of town Down by the Puppet Motel Take a whiff. Burning Plastic. I drink a cup of coffee I try to revive My mind's a blank I'm barely alive My nerves are shot I feel like hell Guess it's time to check in At the Puppet Motel. Boot up. Good afternoon. Pause. Oooo. I really llike the way you talk. Pardon me. Shut down.

Speak My Language

Daddy Daddy, it was just like you said Now that the living outnumber the dead. Where I come from it's a long thin thread Across an ocean. Down a river of red. Now that the living outnumber the dead. Speak my language. Hello. Hello. Here come the quick. There go the dead. Here they come. Bright red. Speak my language.

World without end

I remember where I came from There were burning buildings and a fiery red sea I remember all my lovers I remember how they held me. World without end remember me. East. The edge of the world. West. Those who came before me. When my father died we put him in the ground. When my father died it was like a whole library Had burned down. World without end remember me.

Freefall

You're out on the ocean And you get pulled down Freefall to the bottom Like when you're drowning Or falling asleep You get turned around And when you think you're Swimming to the surface You're swimming straight down. Down to the bottom. All the way to the bottom. Secret codes and cryptograms I'm lost in your words I'm swimming. We're going down to the bottom All the way to the bottom Rapture of the deep. I got your letter. I couldn't read it. It was a cryptogram. Did it sasay take me with you Or take me as I am? We're going down to the bottom All the way to the bottom. We get turned around. There is another world spinning inside of this one. I remember where I came from There were tropical breezes And a wide open sea I remember my childhood I remember being free. We're going down to the bottom All the way to the bottom We get turned around There is another world Inside of this one. Rapture of the deep. We're going down to the bottom There is another world Spinning inside of this one.

Muddy River

Rain keeps pouring down Houses are cracking. People drown. Cars are rusting here. A church floats by Washed in the blood of the lamb. And all the superhighways have disappeared One by one. And all the towns and cities and signs Are underwater now. They're gone. We're going down my the muddy river We're walking down by the muddy river Somebody tell me please: What happened here? Mud is everywhere. Fish are swimming in the fields. Everybody's running arund, they're yelling Is this the end of the known world? Men and women in their boats Try to save what they've lost. They're yelling, It's all gone now. We're never gonna find it again. But when the muddy river starts to rise It covers us all. And when I look into your eyes Two tiny clocks two crystal balls We begin again. We try We begin again. Down by We're going down by down by the muddy river. We begin again down by the muddy river We're walking down by down by the muddy river. We're going down by down by the muddy river.

Bright Red: Tightrope

Beautiful Pea Green Boat

I'm lying in the shade Of my family tree I'm a branch that broke off What will become of me? Dear Mom, I'm lying here In this queen sized bed. I'm thinking back To all the stories you read to me About those little animals Who went to sea In their beautiful pea green boat. But I can't remember now. What happened then? Dear Mom, how does it end? The owl and the pussycat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat. They took some honey and lots of money Wrapped in a five pound not. The owl looked up to the stars above Ans sang to a small guitar, O lovely pussy! Pussy my love! What a wonderful pussy you are. Let us be married Too long we've tarried But what shall we do for a ring? What shall we do for a ring? Hey! Hey! They sailed away for a year and a day To the land where the bong tree grows And there in a wook a piggy wig stood A ring at the end of his nose A ring at the end of his nose. And hand in hand at the edge of the sand They danced by the light of the By the light of the, by the light of the moon. And hand in hand at the edge of the sand They danced by the light of the By the light of the, by the light of the moon. The moon, the moon. Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Love Among the Sailors

There is a hot wind blowing It moves across teh oceand and into every port. A plague. A black plague. There's danger everywhere And you've been sailing. And you're alone on an island now tuning in. Did you think this was the way Your world would end? Hombres. Sailors. Comrades. There is no pure land now No safe plave And we stand here by the pier Watching you drown. Love among the Sailors. Love among the Sailors. There is a hot wind blowing Plague drifts across the oceans. And if this is the work of an angry god I want to look into his angry face. There is no pure land now. No safe place. Come with us to the mountains. Hombres. Sailors. Comrades.

Poison

It was one of those black cat nights The moon had gone out and the air was thin It was the kind of night that the cat would drag in. I'll never forget it, we had a fight. Then you turned around turned on the light. You left our bed. Then you moved downstairs to live with her instead. Yeah just one floor and a shout away, I guess I should have moved but I decided to stay. Did I drink some poison that I don't remember now? And every night I open all the windows I let a cold dark wind blow through. I play loud organ music and I talk to myself and dream of you. Uh oh! I hear voices coming up through the pipes through all the springs in my bed and up through the lights The volume goes up then it drops back down I can hear the two of you playing records moving furniture and fooling around. Did I drink some poison that I don't remember now? Is there blood on my hands/ No, my hands are clean. Did I do something in another lifetime that was really really mean? Yeah, I'm hearing voices. Am I losing my mind? Think I'm going craz, I gotta get out. I run into the street and I start to shout Get ou of my way! Get out! Get out! Did I drink some poison that I don't remember now? Is there blood on my hands? Did I do something in another lifetime that was really really mean? A small bullet, a piece of glass And your heart just grows around it.

In Our Sleep

In our sleep as we speak Listen to the drums beat As we speak In our sleep as we speak Listen to the drums beat In our sleep In our sleep as we speak Listen to the drums beat As we speak As we speak in our sleep Listen to the drums beat in our sleep In our sleep as we speak Listen to the drums beat As we speak In our sleep as we speak Listen to the drums beat In our sleep In our sleep where we meet In our sleep where we meet

Night In Baghdad

And oh it's so beautiful It's like the fourth of July It's like a Christmas tree It's like fireflies on a summer night. And I wish I could describe this to you a little better. But I can't talk very well right now cause I've got this damned gas mask on. So I'm just going to stick this microphone out the window and see if we can hear a little better. Hello California? What's the weather like out there now? And I only have one question: Did you every really love me? Only when we danced. And it was so beautiful. It was like the fourth of July. It was like fireflies on a summer night.

Tightrope

LAst night I dreamed I died and that my life had been rearranged into some kind of theme park. And all my friends were walking up and down the boardwalk. And my dead Grandmother was selling cotton candy out of a little shack. And there was this big ferris wheel about a half mile out in the ocean, half in and half out of the water. And all my old boyfriends were on it. With their new girlfriends. And the boys were waving and shouting and the girls were saying Eeek. Then they disappeared under the surface of the water and when they came up again they were laughing and gasping for breath. In this dream I'm on a tightrope and I'm tipping back and forth trying to keep my balance. And below me are all my relatives and if I fall I'll crush them. This long thin line. This song line. This shout. The only thing that binds me to the turning world below and to all the people and noise and sounds and shouts. This tightrope made of sound This long thin line made of my own blood. Remember me is all I ask And if remembered be a task forget me. Remember me is all I ask And if remembered be a task This long thin line. This long thin ine. This long thin line. This tightrope. Remember me is all I ask And if remembered be a task forget me. This long thin line. This long thin ine. This long thin line. This tightrope made of sound.

Same Time Tomorrow

You knwo that little clock, the one on your VCR the one that's always blinking twelve noon because you never figured out how to get in there and change it? So it's always the same time just the way it came from the factory. Good morning. Good night. Same time tomorrow. We're in record. So here are the questions: Is time long or is it wide? And the answers? Sometimes the answers just come in the mail. And one day you get that letter you've been waiting for forever. And everything it says is true. And then in the last line it says: Burn this. We're in record. And what I really want to know is: Are things getting better or are they getting worse? Can we start all over again? Stop. Pause. We're in record. Good morning. Good night. Now I in you without a body move. And in our hearts we fly. Standby. Good morning. Good night.