Lyric: Mary (The Last)

Now if I had the courage
I'd pour in your jar
All the things that I have heard you whisper in the dark
And when that jar was heavy
Whith your honey confidence
I'd put it to my lips and drink it's meaning and it's sense

It has non end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW

Nothing could be plainer
Than the things that have been done
And there can be no mystery in what is yet to come
It's now that howls at nothing
It's now that runs and hides
It's now that winds ist spineless coils and slitters out of sight
Your cries above the furrow
Draw my fingers like a plow
Through tattered ends that twist and bend about the Here and Now
The Here is blind and helpless
And strives against the dark
The Now's a well of shadows where the world has come apart

It has non end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW

There is precious little
That escapes the powers that be
The eyes that judge, the words that form our meager histories
But when your flood surrounds me
When the waters burst and come
Who knows the things that I have felt, who knows what I have done
And if I had the courage
I'd pur into your jar
Allt the things I have heard you whisper in the dark
And when the jar wwas heavy
With your honeyed confidence
I'd put it to my lips and drink it's meaning and it's sense

It has no end so let's pretend it's
Now
Let's get started
Now
Let's get started
NOW



Do you know the meaning of? - this is love, this is love
(This is love, this is love
give me just a little shove
this love-)
This is

The end is nothing
And you begin with nothing much
It starts with something (you see something, you feel something)
A gentle touch, a vicious punch
Just lean on over (roll on over, please move over)
You will get a little shove
Over your shoulder
A whisper saying "This is love, this is love-"
This is

First we feel
Then we fall

Baby he is crawling
The world before his eyes unfoldds
He's hearing voices (teeling stories, dirty stories)
And Baby does as he is told
The night is falling (Baby's crawling, voices calling)
Mommy's holding Daddy close
Baby hears her calling
"Give me just a little shove, this is love -"
This is

First we feel
Then we fall

The Tower's falling
I think the dam's about to burst
The walls are falling (hear them rumble, see them tumble)
The light is blinding, you go first
It starts with nothing ( out of nothing, into nothing)
First and last, last and first
There's just one question
Do you know the meaning of? -this is love,, this is love
(This is love, this is love
give me just a little shove
this is love-)
This is

First we feel
Then we fall



0 + 2 = 1
Race to the finish line at a dead run
Live is short and love is fleeting -
Before these masks, haloed with snakes
Hissing like rain on the pavement
The blind are deafened and the lame are made dumb
For that queer equation this is the sum:
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
Before the feast, chops on the block!
A word, to the wise, is a fork into flesh.
Everything streched under God's great hand:
A mouth to an breast, an axe to a tree,
The hoot of an owl in the dreams of a mouse -
Count on your fingers, it's the rule of the thumbs, but
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
Yes and no are like day and night,
One breaks as the other is falling.
Questions the answers, stir the solutions,
In the end, for light, you must burn your conclusions;
Night and darkness love silence above all,
Not the equations of sun-loving apes,
Or their prayers for the dead of a world that's to come
0 + 2 = 1

0 + 2 = 1
It may not be nice, it may not be fun,
It may just be a halo of hissing snakes.
But if nothing is something, if to rise is to fall,
Then a child needs a name like a corpse needs a pall -
Nonsense is better than no sense at all.
Hail to the lies by which all truths are hounded!
Teh murder is done, the temple is founded
Where the current is grounded ist circuitry hums:
0 + 2 = 1

(These events are the same, in a differnet chain
for the myth of logic and ist heroes)
1-2= ?)



Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing
Zero

They lied about the function of the eyes
About the walks and the doors and the mirrors inside
I saw a mushroom cloud, I took a rocket's ride
And the flash of the blast really opened my eyes
I went BOOM DOOM
I've been living in a dream
Now i'm washing my hands will they ever come clean
I went BOOM DOOM
I'm not naked and free
While the eyes of the blind are staring at me

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me

Tell me once, tell me fifteen times
Just give me my cue and I remember my lines
'Cause i'm quick, I'm fast and I aim to please
Tell me what you want and that's what i'll be
I went BOOM DOOM
And I heard someone laugh
"Get your ass of the floor", as they kicked in the door
I went BOOM DOOM
We're dying like flies
But i'm hypnotyzed by the look in your eyes

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me
Won't you look at me
Don't you want to see
What you made of me
Look at me
Why don't you look at me
You'll see

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing

I must have been mean or bad
I must have spoke out of turn or must have made somebody mad
Although I have never been a dominant force
I just slide along, take the easiest course
But there is nothing I wouldn' do
To make you see, to get through to you
I haven't crawled through a jungle of lies just to be
hypnotized by the look in your eyes
I went BOOM DOOM
All is not what is seems
I'm a fool, I've been had, I've been living in a dream
I went BOOM DOOM
I'm not naked and free
While the eyes of the blind are staring at me

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stubmling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me
Won't you look at me
Don't you want to see
What you made of me
Look at me
Why don't you look at me
You'll see

Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing



My mind is buried at the bottom of the sea
My voice is eaten by the crabs
You broke me when you broke the surface
Last, but not hte last
I am at the end of the depths
Wrecked and lost

You call me from the trees
But I fly above the bats and the birds
If I am a number
Or if I am a word
The mice that crawl on me
Know this word
The mice that crawl on me
Know this word
I am the last

You broke me, bu I live
Without end, under stones and crosses
You count your losses, your wounds mend
But I am the end of Oak and Yew
Of God and Death and you
I am the last

Before the surface broke, under the depths
Before the strokes of the lash
And the march to the crosses
Before you named me
Before you brake me
Before the first word and after the last
At the bottom of the sea
The crabs crowl on me
The mice crowl on me
They eat my voice
Take all I have to give
Before you
Before all
I live

Mary, it's time to pray, Mary

[first verse]

MARY! THE LAST! MARY!