a smile has been calling me for a long time, sometimes it squeezes by in smirks i tried to cover my ears pretending not to hear (like Peco) let's learn the language of the trees, I'll hunch my heart into my knees prepare a pegasus for every naked face inhaling hope through furrowed frowns.
you think I sold my soul to Satan, I swear I gave myself to God, what we love will always make us happy, we all make up our own right and wrong bereave such salient an epicure we'll change the world with our monumental miniscule gestures I live with all my decisions all somnolescent dissipation exacerbate the exclamation point right out.
tug on the apron of our instincts while watchers cluck dissaproval of all the proud but beaten down to think their suffering proves they're strong. alack the day we left the sordid soused the rascal roused running round the crooked crown like chimerical starlings over the servant left supine.
so act adult atop your dormer window where the whole world and no one can see can't be an anchorite in this breathless city but we can practice sociometry line up sophomoric slams with slander vesture pained dignity with love's liniment derail the amorist with his silver swagger and his intrusion on rustic refinement
cover the crestfallen with golden paper planes pretend and playing that it's autumn gently undaunted by the knowledge of being a burden to the ground now I'm a burden to all around. she's back in Sin City, it's time for me to come back down
It's time I made a decision, It is time, I made a choice If I'm in debt to God and you then I'm in debt to those who hate me enough to raise their voice don't let me be found in angry books frustrated that they get no second looks keep me alive with the soft love made by calloused hands for what do we live for if not to do good?