and if it all goes south
I know I’ll still have you
you are my mouth to mouth
no artist ever drew
pictures without canvas
or easel or a brush
we all need regardless
the lasting human touch
and if I fall all out
I’ll set my eyes on you
burning inside out
what cruelty subdues
true I’m at a low ebb
the night feels way too close
so fuck the world wide web
you know I’ll never toast
the day is over out
it might just be a clone
but if it all goes south
you are my ruby home