I used to be indecisive but now I'm not so sure. There's little sign of feeling when you look into their eyes. The politicians sighing that. "Nothing's going wrong in our world tonight.
I paint my lips pillar box red. Reminds me of the country. Where I was born and bred. . Roots lie deeper than bones. So back in time I go. Through the tobacco smoke veil.
The sky is glowing with anticipation. And casts a shadow across the nation. A dust is rising from the heat of the sun. I'm drinking for the thirst to come.
Your bed at night. Awake, uptight. Your hopes, your fears. Your lips, God's ears. . Days come and go. Beauty dissolves into skull. Time keeps spinning round.