Bruise on the Sky

The New York Times invents the news

I did not see where they were going

Behind the dying afternoon

I follow, restlessly devoted

Tell me your mind

Tell me you'll always follow

Send me a sign

Send me a smile like Charo

I need your lovin' eyes

At least your cyanide

I had a dream I saw a rainbow

I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by

I had a dream I saw the pain go

But what I hoped would be my rainbow

Was just a bruise on the sky

Hide in my closet, feeling trapped

This used to be a prime location

The heavens clap and then collapse

A melancholy invocation

Tell me your mind

Tell me you'll always follow

Send me a sign

Send me a smile like Charo

I need your lovin' eyes

At least your cyanide

I had a dream I saw a rainbow

I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by

I had a dream I saw the pain go

But what I hoped would be my rainbow

Was just a bruise on the sky

I used to think about it

When I say 'think', I mean 'satirize'

I was extreme about it

My dreams would bleed on the sun street cries

As if my whole darn soul

Was gripped in atomic eyes

I had a dream I saw a rainbow

I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by

I had a dream I saw the pain go

But what I hoped would be my rainbow

Was just a bruise on the sky