Sometimes it takes only one word
Blink just twice to behold the rage
A good song only takes a chord
Like a bad one don’t take a page
Sometimes it takes only one word
And all else becomes new image
It may look like a little ford
But just its spark starts a rampage
It slips off the lips of wrecked hearts
The rest is a foretold story
With holes like a bar's board with darts
Its flame’s tongue burns with a fury
It slips off the lips of wrecked hearts
The rest’s the rubble’s to bury
All tongues come with their moving parts
But this one's story is gory
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
Sometimes it takes only one word
Blink just twice to behold the rage
A good song only takes a chord
Like a bad one don’t take a page
Sometimes it takes only one word
And all else becomes new image
It may look like a little ford
But just its spark starts a rampage
It slips off the lips of wrecked hearts
The rest is a foretold story
With holes like a bar's board with darts
Its flame’s tongue burns with a fury
It slips off the lips of wrecked hearts
The rest’s the rubble’s to bury
All tongues come with their moving parts
But this one's story is gory
