RED HOUSE PAINTERS taken from "Volume Five"



"Uncle Joe"

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Where have all the people gone in my life

I'm looking at the ceiling with an aweful feeling of loss and of loneliness

The after late night television pain, I'm running out of strength

I'm running, running, running out of strength



And it feels so wonderful

To swim in our fears

And divide inseparable

The awakening of life



Oh, Uncle Joe, could you tell me about what you know?

Of being having mental problems and their solutions, too

I'll give anything a try once

I'll try anything three times

I don't care, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care



But there's no company

That can stand to be with me

So my dependency on you grows

And I am not very well read

And consider I will lose my heart

And can you spare me of my pain

Can't you spare me of my tears?



Oh, Uncle Joe

Uncle Joe

Uncle Joe, Uncle Joe



And suicide's intentional

When I spin in your fear

I am over-influenced

By movies

And you should've gone

To the fear

To my hope

The darkest hope

Did you know?

Lies become the sky

That's all gone

To the fear

To my hope

The darkest hope

Do you know?

Lies become the sky