WITHINGTON OLYMPICS

by Eugene William Harper

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Track Name: SOFIA vocal
WITH JUST A BREAK OF RAIN TONIGHT,
HER GOLDEN FACE SHINES,
LIKE TOYS IN THE ATTIC DIE...
JUST A WASTE OF THAT BABES TIME,
ANOTHER NIGHT OF LONG KNIVES,
THEY DRINK BLOOD, FROM THE CLUBS TONIGHT.

NOW MY EARL GREY, JUST TASTES LIKE TEA,
BUT ONCE A CHERRY BLOSSOM, STOOD ON MY STREET,
ANOTHER GHOST HAUNTS ME.
Track Name: KAI KOH (YMO)
THERE WAS NOTHING YOU LEFT HERE,
I THROUGH OUT YOUR MOTHERS CARD,
THE LIGHT FROM THE WINDOW TONIGHT,
IT IS THE SAME AS,
IT WAS BACK THEN...
THE ATMOSPHERE I MISS,
IN THAT ROOM I LOVED SO,
YOUR PURPLE SHEETS, BUTTERFLYS ON THE WALL,
TOUCHING IN SILENCE,
SO YOUR BROTHER WOULDN'T HEAR.

I TRY BUT CAN'T IGNORE,
NO VOICE CALLS FOR ME ANYMORE,
YOU'LL BE LAUGHING,
ALONE WATCHING TV,
LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO,
JUST PASSING THE TIME...
PUT DOWN THE DIET COKE,
YOU WERE ABOUT TO DRINK,
THOUGH I TOLD LIES ALL THE TIME,
I WAS HONEST WHEN IT MATTERED MOST.
Track Name: THE OLYMPIC SPIRIT
A CANVAS MASK FOR DEATHS FACE,
A TROPHY SKULL AND MILITARY BASE,
STARVING MOUTHS WILL DRINK HOLY BLOOD,
SLAVES ARE FREED AND MADE GOD,
THE MURDER TRIALS CONSEQUENCE,
CELLAR FLOORS CARRY SENTENCES,
FOR MURDERED DAUGHTERS OF THE TSAR,
OR SAFE HOUSE BANQUETS IN MARTIAL LAW.

THE OLYMPIC SPIRIT,
THE WORLD LOOKS GOOD FROM HERE...

THE LAMBS BLOOD DRAWN ACROSS THE DOOR,
MOTHER YOU COULD HAVE USED MORE,
I HEAR THE LAND CRY OUT IN GRIEF,
I HEAR THE SLAVE GIRL AND PHARAOH WEEP,
AND I DON'T THINK I BELONG TO GOD,
TO THE REDEEMER OR CORGI DOGS,
BUT THE OLIVE BRANCH AND THE CLAY POT,
EXPOSED AT BIRTH BUT FOUND IN TACT.
Track Name: Gymnasium II
UPSTAIRS SHES GETTING CHANGED,
I HIDE AS TEACHER CALLS MY NAME,
AMIDST THE CROWD SHE WALKS OUTSIDE,
HER SHORTS ARE BLUE, HER SOCKS ARE WHITE,
ALL THE GIRLS GET INTO LINE,
BUT IM HER BEST FRIEND AND SHES MINE,
WE TALK IN CLASS TOGETHER,
IM A LONG DISTANCE RUNNER,
I ONLY SWIM ON WEEKENDS,
SWIM.

AT THE GYMNASIUM

THE LAMBS BLOOD DRAWN ACROSS THE DOOR,
MOTHER YOU COULD HAVE USED MORE,
I HEAR THE LAND CRY OUT IN GRIEF,
I HEAR THE SLAVE GIRL AND PHARAOH WEEP,
AND I DON'T THINK I BELONG TO GOD,
TO THE REDEEMER OR CORGI DOGS,
BUT THE OLIVE BRANCH AND THE CLAY POT,
EXPOSED AT BIRTH BUT FOUND IN TACT,
I ONLY SWIM ON WEEKENDS,
SWIM,
Track Name: WHEN DREAMS STOP BEING FUN
RED SWARMING SUNSET,
THE FIRE LASTS,
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT...
STAINED WINDOWS SHATTERING,
THE CITY SLEEPS,
IN BLOOD TONIGHT...

WHEN DREAMS STOP BEING FUN,
AND YOU CANT REST,
IT WASTES THE DAY,
IT WASTES ANOTHER DAY.

CORRUPT POLICEMAN GATHERING,
CLOUDS RISE,
FROM TEAR GAS...

WHEN DREAMS STOP BEING FUN,
AND YOU CANT REST,
IT WASTES THE DAY,
IT WASTES ANOTHER DAY.