"Lenses" genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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	Written in 1988 in Davis, California; recorded at home on a Tascam four-track deck.
	Credits: Written and recorded by David Moses
	Lyrics Lenses In the deepest recesses of suburban addresses Where the unsatiated lunge for empty excesses In such a grim situation restricted by floor and ceiling You sit now over a diary writing down your deepest feelings Like how you’re scared of love and how you don’t belong I know each word that you write because my lenses are strong You see: I watch you at night when I’m supposedly sleeping (When you’re in love you don’t think of it as peeping) My lenses act as a bridge over this physical chasm As I watch you say and do things that send my heart into spasms Like when you look in the mirror and you don’t know what you have And you say “What’s wrong with me?” and I say “Don’t make me laugh” Just stop deriding yourself and learn to love what you see Just stop deriding yourself – those words are torture to me And I think “God, if you could only see yourself as I see you” (Oh well, you’d probably puke if you had any idea) But you don’t and you won’t, for thoughts aren’t easily sent And you’ll soon turn out the light and leave me here to ferment In this null and void, so big and scary With my adding machine, sitting in the library Computing figures (yours is trim and svelte) I’d like to rip off that emotional chastity belt David C. Moses, 1988 in Davis, California

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