the leaving, well I got top rank
by heeling, got the dealer paid
I made my hand no seven two
by sacrificing hearts for spades

a girl in a field
a bull and a knife
a boy on a fence
love, hate, death, life . . .

get with the good times, we’ve company, beer
come on, get wasted, and try out the gear
don’t look so sullen, what’s so overbearing!
the sun’s in the sky – everyone’s staring!

looking for love?
there’s terms and conditions
tend to my ego
but don’t make incisions

tonight people beg
for money and smack
I cast you no glance
and here are the facts

kissed the girls
seen the sights
ocean motion
valleys, heights

she curls up with the love songs
requests and dedications
alone, she chews the what ifs
that led her to this station

with eyes wide shut, I fell in with
the lord of every alley, street
I saw his yachts and I was sold
I’d get those gators on his feet

I have staggered streets of pain
grace avoiding every lane
just these echoes in my brain
telling me I’m dust and rain . . .