8/16/08

Speak Easy

Bad luck made it hard to imagine seven years of bad looks
Only intrigued by women with beautiful covers that turned out to be bad books
Realized that when my figurative cash partook
Every image in the novels seemed to be my heart's crook
She said, "If the birds flock we could finally be together."
Try that for forever; and turn a man out of my monster
So come winter and the longer sleeves with my parka
I can only hope the dead trees I tried to save don't get sparked up
Writing each line in detail, trying to see Hell
Find the woman I need to find Heaven and live tell the tale
Because from Hawaii tropics to Florida profits
St. Louis dealings, LAX feelings to Vietnam... I plugged with a need to resocket
Seeing summer spring in autumn leaves, hurts my heart a great amount
Hopefully by the new fiscal year I can open a new bank account
Try to keep my hands wrapped around that one person that speaks smooth
A beauty to my beast; maybe the words she speaks soothe
True, and maybe the tone in my voice
Or the strings my heart play made all the past relationships leave soon
Sure, that's each tune -- same keys playing
Finally realizing I fucked up each day over this time span, thus my soul vacant
I was just looking for a replacement aorta
I was just soul searching for a one woman quota, but would get two
So when I was found out, I forced one
Easily left, too correct!
God damn I swear for a while I had twenty cents to each quarter
Maybe she's the one I need to keep my life in order

Yeah.

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