Ceiling Fan
written by: Jak Locke
from Thresholds (2001 August 22) (6:54)
You said farewell and I watched as the ceiling fell
I don't think it's fair cuz you weren't there
My love so vicious disappeared like magicians, we all gasp in awe
But then again there never was a cause to sever all the ways between our walls
Can somebody tell me the way there is to spill me
Then there won't be no more there
If you would just let it down you might just smile and not frown
And then there would be no more care
There is no need to massacre your last regrets
Oh now we're the man that watch the ceiling fan turn around
I am so massacred for you
Sacred fountains falling, all the priests are calling for you to sacrifice you
"Sacrifice it, looks nice man, let's just get to the point
Get to the point, get to the point, get to the point yeah, get to the point"
Hope chose live your life, and give me one more great sin
Let me feel my life's been worth for something
All the pictures rotting
And the slaves are plotting out the windows in the hills
Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why
Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why
Can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why
Tell me now, can you tell me, can you tell me, can you tell me why
Tell me now why, can you tell me now baby
Tell me, this one time, if you could, please
never performed live