I’m buoyed up by the love apparent in a single ray of sunlight refracting brand new colours no-one knows the names of
I’m weighed down by
the phases of the moon or the waning of the tides coz whatever
turned me on has burned me out
so I just go with the flow it’s the jellyfish in me the forces that set me in motion the oceans I drift in have worn me smooth and fluid dynamic
I was only singing a secret song en sotto voce so no-one else would hear and try to sing along do you dig it? do you want to hear more? come and dance for me get out of bed give me a turn you move like a killer but I’m not concerned if you dance for me now I’ll sing you some more I’ve got songs that have never been sung if you dance for me now I’ll let you hear one
we’ve all made mistakes I know I have nothing I can’t live with but nonetheless regret it doesn’t pay to linger I try not to invest too much time dwelling on the past half my friends are dead that’s how old I am halfway dead I should concern myself with the living and waste no prayers on the dead the dead are beyond concern which is more than I can say for myself
that’s my space over there best pal right out on the fucking ledge a cracked bowl in a beggars lap diving for change instead of pearls specifically deselected by unseen hands and opted out before I began my days are short but my nights are tall and I’m too tired to deal with it all
I must have nodded off
at the wheel coz
I’ve come-to at an angle forbidden
by the cops but
I’m still sunny side up you have to love it all for surely there’s a plan and in the kingdom come we shall live to see nobody pays no rent and all
the drinks are free
I need medicine god’s own brand just a taste will ease the pressure I’ve been breeding tiny monsters under my skin too much dope or far too little for an accurate diagnosis I need an exorcist or rehabilitation but I’ll settle for sleep and a gentle touch feed me words with kind intentions it’s 3 am and I’m strung out take a cab meet me in the middle we can weep together till the sun comes up
I got my shit together just in case my shit is required but why should it be? coz the hour grows late and I grow tired I’m a surplus being no strings attached all I recall is the rudimentary no cause for concern we suspected this much all along it starts with a whimper ends with a bang you go on ahead I’ll set my alarm and wait for the blackout and my moment of calm
all the zombies come out at night to shine like dismal stars the spectacle of youth with venom in its veins there are children turning on tonight who won’t see the light of day they weigh their gear against their souls to touch the face of god in some minor cut rate heaven reserved for whelps and strays
the liquor of the poppy as pure as mothers milk is an instant panacea for whatever spirits plague you but it’s the death of inspiration and the herald of despair tonight the dead are dancing to
their funeral songs it’s invitation
only a secretive affair no-one sees their bacchanal and
no-one really cares
the believers claimed the future the forecast was dismal expect heavy rain and
sleep deprivation with long hours of darkness to chasten your soul my anonymous nights no
longer warrant names they
barely leave a ripple on the
surface of my mind people are talking about armageddon if
that’s what rocks your boat it’s no
concern of mine I’m not chained to
that logic or the prophesy behind
if I was a believer
I’d pray along beside you I’d drop you in the jordan to wash away your sins and open up your eyes if I
was a believer I’d tell you not to
worry I’d tell you love is eternal and no one who has seen the light ever really dies but I’m no believer so don’t hold that against me I only hit up god when I’m feeling troubled and everyone feels troubled sometimes
under branch and bough buried in dead leaves the corpse of summer rotting beneath the mystery the earth cries out your name but you cannot hear because you have long since gone the waning sun casts no warmth your winter coat is covered in frost but you yourself moved on beyond the sea of troubles and all that lingers on are the memories and the songs
we were both so young sleek polished urchins who laughed and ran carefree and we were high so high higher than we ought to be but we didn’t know the way not then not now not ever
there were choking signs flushed and filled with vomit you were drained of life and the treasures you were promised I could do a number now but that would be dishonest
a mother’s tears don’t dry and they will not wash us clean there is no end to pain or the filth that we were born to it makes no sense to say that I still feel the shame today forever in eternity
it’s a dog eat dog world and that’s a fact the big fish eat the small fish it simply works like that the cost of living is often dying the price of freedom is slavery in the new babylon everyone you meet is trying to screw you over but they have little choice they have to take their shot coz those billionaire messiahs stir a bloody pot
we’ve all been up we’ve all been down this old life is a merry go round just try to remember that it’s only a ride it’s never too late to get high so do a carpe diem get up and dry your eyes today will fade away but tomorrow never dies
