Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotten. Or German women in the doorway, or even beetles from Sian. What will you have, bending and smiling, and closing wounds that men have made. But American women will kill you just like they tear a lampshade. American women care less than a dime. They've gotten derailed. They're too nervous to make good. Always smiling, bellyaching, disillusioned, overrun, but, oh Lord say the Japanese women... There was this one...
One night I fell Rolled over, caught some good air home Above a deep, ferocious hillside Hell and malfunction We know, need, feel, want We grow it in our mind's sun To all feed someone
Save all from their mountains Save all from their drowning Save all from their endless nights Their suicides
So then I sink In slow motion, can't hold my breath long In water's deep aloha half-smile It's swim or be sunken And know there's no one to get me out From under So help me someone
Save all from their mountains Save all from their drowning Save all from their endless nights Their suicides Save all from their mountains Save all from their drowning Save all from their restless nights Their suicides
A no-win in no light, in no pain, it ain't right Make that strap tight, take my air away, make my chest ache I will stay awake, I will think of love, think of truth Think of why I never really said enough I never won, I never showed enough I fucking never had a run and it's too late now
One night in hell I strolled outside, a breath of sweet air Cold, in bare wet feet, I know I've woken It's got to mean something
Save all from their mountains Save all from their drowning Save all from their sadness Save all from their ranting Save all from their silence Save all from their grounding Save all from their endless nights Their suicides