Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Last Call

Shiny metal draws the eyes
Tracing lines across the sky
Burrow deep into the ground
Never to come back

Cover up beneath your shawl
"Good for one is good for all"
Craving that which makes us ill
Never to wake up

And if this is the last call
I'll be driving into the sun
And if stage lights won't withdraw
You will find me here


Scaling every tow'ring tree
With fiery hair and bony knees
An ocean view from miles away
Never to come down

Kick your shoes off on the floor
Remind me what I'm waiting for
Message garbled on the line
Never to break through

And if this is the last call
I'll be driving into the sun
And if stage lights won't withdraw
You will find me here


This is what I get for being slow to learn
This is what I get for giving you a turn
This is what I get for laying myself down
This is what I get for giving you a round

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