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Light Catches And Bounces And Plays Over Metal

Light Catches And Bounces And Plays Over Metal

Light catches and bounces and plays over metal


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5 years ago

take me with you when you go away

/

it's probably paranoid

but his generosity beats like a burden.

always even in his eyes.

faking and taking

the fastest and the fanciest;

what to watch for?

follow the money, follow the lady,

take a bit of a chance

with a little bit of skill.

like playing poker with a god on your side,

it's a hell of a ride.

/

fighting gets you caught,

gets you noticed gets you killed.

racking up the charges,

keep me close and train me well.

/

give it away, toss it aside.

scatter it in sterile soil,

gamble if you like.

but never, ever burn it.

('cause I'll know if you do).

/

never get attached to your cash,

'cause when you're strapped for it,

you can't forget what it was

to live without it.

/

be rich for a day or a week

you'll lose it.

money like that ties you down,

trips you up, takes you

out of this world.

can't do anything with it,

can't do without it.

/

fly through the sky,

fall down from Mars.

and when you're back,

when you land on the earth

earthed like lightning,

what do you do?

case the next mark, pick the next stop

on the road.

/

hang your hat where you lay your head,

no. hold up your head.

walk into the space like you own the place

(you do).

and here's the key:

he'll always come back 'til he doesn't.

/

never seen the ocean

never seen the border,

and it'll be warm and it'll be wrong.

and whatever magick fills you.

and whatever gods protect you.

it's a full-time fucking job.

so I think I'll stay right here,

not going with you when you go.

/

and I'm playing telephone with my life

and I make a fool of myself with tongues and truth,

I make a fool of myself with words and teeth,

but I never make a fool outta him.

/

so it's raining shoes and sipping liqour,

wishing you well, a well-wisher.

words stretch and slip beneath my lips

so I run

and I sit

with the silence

(not him).

/

AKB 2019


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