life shattered in reflexive reverie
this melancholic has pondered too much, too damn much
bronzed haze hovers o'er this spindle twirl city
like so many alley dogs nosing through the waste
lost but all knowing
blind but all seeing
loose lips fall fast for open ears
'til they're tired and torn and singin' prayers for solitaire
never been much for the good life
honest to gawed it scares the hell out of me
still these daydream hours slip by
whether hollow or bright eyes choose to receive them
and it was but yesterday
that i finally found the man i was
only to lose him hours later
to a thin setting sun
oh but did you see that murder fly yesterday
black hordes consuming the skyline
the one, he sits now outside my bedroom window
he and his cohorts, they laugh and laugh