WHATEVER YOU DO, DON’T MOVE
Taste the reminiscent discord in your voice
Dance with the silence in a room alone
Where no one knows your home
Stay in this place, frozen, cold
As a lovers go, destruction is our wake
We’ve left the circus for another day
Embrace the tide that swept us away
And said goodbye before yesterday
If only it was today, would there be more to say…
Take the cue cards from behind the screen
Live out the last act like steve mcqueen
Let it roll. Down off our backs. Sip martinis and finally relax
And be complacent with what we’ve got
That seems to work for the world so far
Friday, October 12, 2007
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