Ana Ng

<br>Make a hole with a gun perpendicular<br><br>To the name of this town in a desk-top globe<br><br>Exit wound in a foreign nation<br><br>Showing the home of the one this was written for<br><br>My apartment looks upside down from there<br><br>Water spirals the wrong way out the sink<br><br>And her voice is a backwards record<br><br>Its like a whirlpool and it never ends<br><br><br><br>Ana ng and I are getting old<br><br>And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence<br><br>Listen ana hear my words<br><br>Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you<br><br><br><br>All alone at the 64 worlds fair<br><br>Eighty dolls yelling &quot;small girl after all&quot;<br><br>Who was at the dupont pavilion? <br><br>Why was the bench still warm? who had been there? <br><br>Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire<br><br>To the horn on the pole at the bus depot<br><br>And in the back of the edge of hearing<br><br>These are the words the voice was repeating:<br><br><br><br>Ana ng and I are getting old<br><br>And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence<br><br>Listen ana hear my words<br><br>Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you<br><br><br><br>When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:<br><br>&quot;i dont want the world, I just want your half&quot;<br><br><br><br>They dont need me here, and I know youre there (dont need me)<br><br>Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)<br><br>And it sticks like a broken record<br><br>Everything sticks like a broken record<br><br>Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)<br><br>And the truth is, we dont know anything (dont know)<br><br><br><br>Ana ng and I are getting old<br><br>And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence<br><br>Listen ana hear my words<br><br>Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you<br><br><br><br>Ana ng and I are getting old<br><br>And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence<br><br>Listen ana hear my words<br><br>Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you<br><br><br><br>Ana ng and I are getting old<br><br>And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence<br><br>Listen ana hear my words<br><br>Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you