Scorpio Rising by Eraserheads
I'm old enough to know that my stars just won't let go
at this day and age i can see that the world was meant for me
some people laugh at what you're doing they hold you in the sand
I'm having a hard time adjusting to these changes
I can see that your lips are moving but I can't hear what you're saying
Is it yes, or is it no
Is it stop, or is it go
Is it suck, or is it throw
Is it me, or am I just too slow
I'm young enough to think that the world looks good in pink
but as far as I can see that ain't enough for me
some people hear what you're doing they pull you by the strings
I'm having trouble taking things day by day
When I see you I see red and green
you're the biggest tree I've ever seen
but it cuts you down, down to size
the apple of my eye, is rolling in the ground
see the future burning eyes but I don't care what it's saying
Is it high, or is it low
Is it shrink, or is it grow
Is it a twister a he he he hey
I wrote this song while I was eating beans
now don't you try and ask me what that means
it's just like asking me to tell you my dreams
I would have told you long ago, but now it seems you're far away,
here come the loony bin come to take me away
you put a scar in my twisted face
in the yearbook I look out of place
I see my letter burning in your hand
it took me 25 years just to understand
blue is the color of my skin
blue is the color of my skin
blue is the color of my…
by Ely Buendia
