Another fast fight saying their was never a day
That Billie Holiday living
Seemed to be the only right away
Long car crashes bending metal upon crooked metal
Ringing bells white with dust blue oceans crash
Fitting the rooms with walls a color I used to breathe to know
A woman prances through the air
Telling me to
Hang in there!
"Yeah Right!" I scream back
"Hanging from pillows makin' me the way I am!..."
But she's gone outta sight back into the night
Off and away for another man back a couple months from way
With the slow wheeze of the vibrating trampoline
Friends are mischief makers with masks made of daff
Dollar around the hour begging for power
Made outta that Mr. Easy's pearly conch shell
A sea break in the depths of Maddy P.'s over ease
That Voice!
The Choice!
To listen to the sneaking tease of a breath beneath those knees
A million hours reminding themselves that these towers
Can fall so easily
Spinning wheels makin' me feel
Black red counter top stopper belts
Lost her again
Yeah'
I lost her again to the fray of the haze again
A write I thought was in sight
A right I thought would bite
A wright I dreamt tonight


Alright