Eight thirty you head to work. Get your coffee and your paper and pretend it's worth it. Shakedown when Friday comes. try to turn your paycheck into more than surviving.
Seated by the wing.. . A little face inside a ring.. . Plane came in late.. . Run up the ramp into my arms.. . My arms.. . You're only thirteen.. . Wide-eyed and nervous just like me..
They said go left and you went right. And now what once was a life has just become a fight. In this street life. What once you called stars have become your roof.
You're in my house, you're in my clothes. No one knows (knows). You're in my head like a dumb song. It just goes (goes). You're on my face, you're on my lips.
There was a sun once.. It lit the whole damn sky.. It kept everything alive.. And there was a man once.. He looked it straight in the eye.. He saw everything..
You're undecided.. You ride a fence but that fence divides.. No side is still a side.. A look in your eyes says I hold myself above you.. You can't see through my skin..
A '63, 10,000 miles. What was I thinking?. . I drove myself insane. No small getaway. . Asleep with both hands on the wheel. White knuckle weekend. . Chewing ephedrine.
How'd it all get so confused?. Last night I was smoking weed and watching the news. And as far as I can tell the whole deals screwed. Everyones got a gun and their own version of the truth.
I have a present: it is the present. You have to. learn to find it within you. If you can learn to love. it, you just might like it. You can't live without.
Tripwire eyes kindle this smile. To more than skin-sized. Sweet as a chance to slip time. . I'm good, gone. Down on the hip. . One second cut from the arc of a swan-dive.
I can see for miles now. . Places I imagined. . Dreams becoming real here. I've been taken home. . And I've been gliding for so long. Now that I have found mine here.
Ey!. Ten thirty at the shawarma joint. Fuelin up for another night. You get your 'broodje doner' and a pack of smokes. Two white pills and youre good to go.
He says. This is more than just a line. This is more than just free time. These doldrums squat in rows two by two. And in his pocket. He holds a a catholic and a key.
it's pure good fortune. divide by 5. special adoption. keep them inside. construct around them. this entertaining life. under glass. . line up and see it.
Fourteen days in the dream-house--in the binder; keep on drinking.. It's some arrival, some adjustment to have to view unblinking.. . Falling down. (Ageing in place).
Well, I met her downtime at a trance party. I was crushing in a corner when she came up to me. Lit her cigarette, she sat down, we talked for a while.
I caught my eye in a swinging door.. I saw myself in someone else and hated them ever since.. I'd never seen that man before.. Some broken glass and a bleeding hand..
here's a game that self-destructs. when it's properly set into motion. saves you the effort, it breaks on it's own. perspective is gone; you're watching it sliding away.
(You guys are the pits of the world). And I'm asking what is left to do?. And I'm feeling it's been done before. . Referential, hey, that's the guy from all those movies.