So tell me dear, where is it you go from here?
As you curse and peel and pose in tears.
Against the wall and across the halls,
across the wards as we both dissolve.
I have this habit of punishing things
that move so fast they grow out wings…
and sneak through houses as we barter for sleep.
I wish I had you in my lungs,
I'd blow you up and block the sun.
And save everyone from this brilliant light we’ve won.
Our bodies got so much clearer
with dirty blood and thirty last calls.
So fill it up and spin forever down the wall,
I throw it up just to watch it fall…
Through the window you looked much sweeter.
Tell me something about a lonely night.
I was burnt by the steam from a better life,
but you lottery touch feels lucky enough…
Refugee hands from a gin war.
I know a place where we can rest tonight,
But when the bombs start falling
You've got to open your eyes…
and I just hope I still have mine…
I just hope that I have….
I wish I had one hundred thousand pounds
I'd crack the ground…
As your struggle for sound leaps from town to town to town.
Share your spoken wealth.
Share your body’s health.
I need it more than I need myself.
I know you’ll leave with the king’s reprieve
…I guess that’s just fine by me…
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