From C2MXHAM@FRE.TOWSON.EDU Mon Jul 5 21:20:01 1993  Date: 05 Jul 1993 23:16:01 -0500 (EST)  From: THE DARK ELF   Subject: meantime  To: neds@acca.nmsu.edu  Meantime by Helmet  ====================    in the meantime (3:11)  ----------------------  earth tone suits you  so give it a smile  if i could hold your feet down  get to know for awhile    to make due is a promise  hard to keep without help  never taught to look in  i'm too concerned with my health    help me spread right, ash is  cow fertilized  come down in a feed town  strength to minimize  hold it  in the meantime    ironhead (3:23)  ---------------  safe to kill  it all comes back or  stick it out and  wage my own attack    lift me up through  what i've found  bite my lip  how far down is down?    time to take  what i know  keep it in and  live here all alone    what's the worst or  better dead  wear it out  the pain is in my head    give it (4:17)  --------------  killing hurts  has to be done  peace and love and  who's number one  the right to give  learn to bleed it's free  pain is outside  lift it up to see    step ahead  always wear the past  dying soothe me  beneath the smell of grass  no world secret  kept is too intent  i've got my nerve  self-help confidence    confidence    unsung (3:59)  -------------  your contributions left unnoticed some  association with an image  just credit time for showing up again  attention wandered i'm left with it    gone by sin too slowly  can't pass it up  then i thought nothing is right  i turned it off    to die unsung would really bring you down  although wet eyes would never suit you  walk through no archetypal suicide to  die young is far too boring these days    your will to speak clearly  exposed too much  unsung once too often  could not rub off    turned out (4:13)  -----------------  come off crisp and play up to the cynic  clean and schooled right down to the minute  you need to hear that your life is rough  speaking out and cold that you've had enough    you know how to live and your heart's gone "bi"  substance rush giving art a try  your righteous squat's been burned to the  ground  pass the buck  never utter a sound    high times, hard times  downtown julie brown    you turned out  wasted time  need escape me  missed it, right?  you turned out  take my time  give it to you  get out    he feels bad (4:02)  -------------------  so i take it out  every chance i get  left to be mean  still it's sane and so sympathetic     want to feel bad   but you can't say no    it's no cause at all  it comes down to you and  who bleeds who?     just pass the day   pleasant leaves you   comes to you the same way   passed on     every day's the last day   no one sees you   walk the part to stay   not you    judge yourself again  age is no excuse  had to find a way to  close my eyes, call it back and shoot    better (3:09)  -------------  get it right  my last word sins  i taste it now  omission wins    for keeping down  my better side  i still ignore  and try to hide    so get out    the easy word  will never slip  i brought it down  to take the lip    don't need to know  don't have to feel  you better side  i had to steal    your better, you die better    write down the day, expend it  work it in again, death ends it    you borrowed (3:49)  -------------------  i'll throw you scraps and talk  the bad things  the language or the motive  affected shown is     self imitating   trust the dying breed   the pitch i made has been    on my end i trust in  what's left here  to lie is  admired you trust in  without fear  you borrow    my world of one speak up  the good things  the guidelines let me follow  offense is borrowed    FBLA II (3:22)  --------------  lost senses  attention you get  short step is mighty  now your need turns sick    to realize is the  fastest defense  stand yourself on right and  wear this thin    land it    i have to get it  get it right  what i need  it's what i need    role model (3:31)  -----------------  assume my stance  i could certain lose it  reach out  show you help  look down and take a chance    feel like i've gone  too far the reason comes  beg to know  talk to hear  wonder how it came out wrong     one saves   gone right   one begs   lost sight    [*]=====================[*]  [*] typed in by [*]  [*] Gary Adkins [*]  [*] gary@gnu.ai.mit.edu [*]  [*]=====================[*]