The Search for Cherry Red

In every car that passes me on the street

I search for the particular face

The lipstick trembles under boom lights

Lipstick my only brother's only trace

Was the birthday birthday ashtray

Carried all along this way (Now) and

It was a gift from my little sister

On the very same day they took her away

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside of your head

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside

In Hollywood, I got the phone call

That made my heart and my limousine stall

Falling down in the hotel hall again

A little drunk from the Warners' Christmas ball

Cut by love and carved by switchblade

He's been gone nearly half a decade

Cut by love and carved by switchblade

He's been gone nearly half a decade

I still remember my brother

See his face on the billboards and the

Polaroids that stayed on my pillow

Till they faded some sad, sad grey day

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside of your head

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside of your head

And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now

All your dreams are cherry red inside