Television - Friction

Television - The dream's dream

Television - Days

Up on the high, high hills - with my floating friend -
Watchin' all the silver - no one can ever spend
I feel the touch of her hand and all it will erase;
These footprints I followed tho they followed my every pace -
Days, be more than all we have.
No matter how much I cross I always see the same stream.
I'm standing up on these bridges that are standing in a dream.

Tom Verlaine - Marquee Moon, La Edad de Oro 1985 - Television

  

I remember
How the darkness doubled
I recall
Lightning struck itself.
I was listening
Listening to the rain
I was hearing
Hearing something else.

Life in the hive puckered up my night,
The kiss of death, the embrace of life.
There I stand 'neath the Marquee Moon, just waiting

I spoke to a man
Down at the tracks.
I asked him
How he don't go mad.
He said 'Look here junior, don't you be so happy.
And for Heaven's sake, don't you be so sad.

Life in the hive puckered up my night
The kiss of death, the embrace of life
There I stand 'neath the Marquee Moon
Hesitating

Well a Cadillac
It pulled out of the graveyard.
Pulled up to me
All they said get in.
Then the Cadillac
It puttered back into the graveyard.
And me,
I got out again.