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"You and Me and Rainbows" by The Teargarden
from the album Tired Eyes Slowly Burning
You're number eight. Your name is Jane, with black
hair, braids, and black lines around your eyes...Shades to hide your habit.
I don't know your age, though you guessed mine...My sign. Your sign! The
opening line is always just the same. The same intention, destination. Just
you and me and rainbows.
Loaded guns attract. We know the rules, we don't
react. We wait in hope, we don't expect -- Just you and me and
rainbows.
Down here everything is fine. We have a straw, we
have a line. We have a bag, a rock, a mountain with a string of shepherds
driving lions. Aiming skewers at the sheep...face down, asleep, in onion
fields. The frying fields. The worms...they peep through holes which once
were eyes. They thrive...they bake although we painted out the sky, the sun.
There's only thunder, and you and me and rainbows.
Let's hide out in the lay-by, let the time fly by.
Tonight's disguise a car crash with our wheels like shattered
stars...dashboard charred. Our windscreen like a graveyard for the flies
(we're fast!) Let the time go...not yet! The hungry flies are circling,
mourning as the watchers squat with cameras, cakes and flasks. They're
spying, spitting as the blue light flashes, and axes, axes, axes swing!
(We're broken) Broken wings, but sure we'll fly...reach our destination. you
and me and rainbows. [Ogre repeats sections of this at random.]
And if we turn the lights down low and watch the sky
cry through the window...Will I watch your fingers grow and stretch like
butterflies? The shadows flexing, licking toes, and blinding as slowly sun
sets on the same old hill. The same red glow. We're quite alone...just you
and me and rainbows.
Everything I own is in the corner of your room. It's
covered with a sheet just like it died -- but I will take a broom, sweep it
new again, arrange it...Oh, I'll grow a dozen hands. No, I never will
neglect my world again. I'm safe beneath my blanket. Come home...For you.
For me...and for rainbows.
Loaded guns attract. We know the rules, we don't
react. We wait in hope, we don't expect -- Just you and me and
rainbows...Looking down...
Edward Ka-Spel: voice, keyboards, tapes
cEvin Key: keyboards, rhythm box, guitar, radio, tapes, voice
D. Rudolph Goettel: keyboards
Lee Salford: drums
Nivek Ogre: voice
Lisa: lady voice
Rave: guitar, tapes
Recorded from June 07-15, 1987 at Mushroom Studios,
Vancouver.
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