RED HOUSE PAINTERS taken from "Volume Five"
"Uncle Joe"
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Where have all the people gone in my life
I'm looking at the ceiling with an aweful feeling of loss and of loneliness
The after late night television pain, I'm running out of strength
I'm running, running, running out of strength
And it feels so wonderful
To swim in our fears
And divide inseparable
The awakening of life
Oh, Uncle Joe, could you tell me about what you know?
Of being having mental problems and their solutions, too
I'll give anything a try once
I'll try anything three times
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
But there's no company
That can stand to be with me
So my dependency on you grows
And I am not very well read
And consider I will lose my heart
And can you spare me of my pain
Can't you spare me of my tears?
Oh, Uncle Joe
Uncle Joe
Uncle Joe, Uncle Joe
And suicide's intentional
When I spin in your fear
I am over-influenced
By movies
And you should've gone
To the fear
To my hope
The darkest hope
Did you know?
Lies become the sky
That's all gone
To the fear
To my hope
The darkest hope
Do you know?
Lies become the sky