Black Tape for a Blue Girl 1986 - The rope 1. Memory, uncaring friend
[vocals - Oscar Berrera; bass, drums and guitar - Allan Kraut; electronics - Sam Rosenthal]
Matching, cowardly eyes atop the mountain, keeping your distance from your feelings, feelings change and now you’re reeling, trying hard to find the reason, why you are alone, reason, why you keep this empty feeling, hiding lonely in the darkness, hiding from yourself,
Clawing at the friends you see, hoping for a day that’s free from caring, cause you never really found a tiling in sharing, you stripped your clothes to leave the past, and burned them, memory, uncaring friend, naked on the mountain top, killing those who still come near, you grow cold, smiling mad as things fall down, prowling, hunting goals you’ll never find, taunting, friends lie tom and scattered round, hating, friends you say you like the most, losing, never seeing that you’ve grown so frozen,
Distanced from your bitterness, they think they hide, watching you from far away, they never offer, never try. I always leave myself open to you. You never see, you never try. I throw the rope, you slap it aside, You howl in the air and laugh tonight, because you feel, yes you know you feel, with the fresh taste of pain keeping it real, you walk away and cry to yourself, as your feelings change, but you can’t return.