I think I'll
go home and mull
this over
Before I cram
it down my throat
At long last
it's crashed
it's colossal mass
Has broken up
into bits in my moat
Lift the mattress
off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact
you're dead again
Underneath the power
lines seeking shade
Far above our heads
are the icy heights
that contain all reason
It's a luscious mix of
words and tricks
That let us bet
when you know
we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of
where we'd stepped
And the whole mess
of roads we're now on
Hold your glass up
hold it in
Never betray the way
you've always known it is
One day I'll be
wondering how
I got so old just
wondering how
I never got cold
wearing nothing
in the snow
This is way beyond
my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking
birds won't quit
Building nothing
laying bricks
Hold your glass up
hold it in
Never betray the way
you've always known it is
One day I'll be
wondering how
I got so old just
wondering how
I never got cold
wearing nothing
in the snow
This is way beyond
my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking
birds won't quit
Building nothing
laying bricks