Can't Spell Oz

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Reynolds, ASCAP@2009



Headless bodies in a photograph

Old love letters hiding in the trash

I keep my memories as vague as I can

The less I know the better off I am.

I cut and paste my life in 4/4 time

Sometimes it’s truth swirling in lies

I pretend it didn’t happen, but I know that it did.


Neon lights flood the twilight skies

Hearts in lust, I’m only visiting because

The flesh gets rubbed, and I covet what I love

Hindsight just rehashes all the bad stuff you’ve done.

Pick a pocket and I know you’ll find a locket

Look in the street and you’ll find your ring

My love was lost, but then I found it again

But when it come back I didn’t like where it’d been.


Broad strokes fit those regular folks

Outcasts ignore the do’s and don’t’s

I don’t judge

I just don’t because

No matter how I’ve tried

I still can’t spell Oz.


I stood in Hamburg in the Reeperbahn

I opened doors where I should not have gone

The fog rolled in, a quiet chill in the air

I could not believe that I was standing there.

In a crevice, in a crack, Hell’s curtain pulled back

I grabbed a sneak peek at its underbelly

Human sores and every fantasy fulfilled

I shut my eyes and fled against my will.