Mr Wong and Miss Wright

I got shot in the dark
with the gun I used to break their hearts
shattered in a million pieces all I’ve left is broken wishes
missing form the greatest puzzle
the wrong answers to the right questions,
they will paint my face on the bigger picture
tell me stop
ask me be better
held on to the feelings my chest could not gather,
I have seen you naked but my skin was covered
taking in the space between us, the whole grew larger
nothing more to share but attaching distance
you call the rains but the soil is poison
and I want to grow and seed a forest, larger than the world…

Beautiful borders that we forgot to seal
turned from yellow flowers to red brick walls
and the song I used to play never called you anyway,
I gave her a name and she marked it down in stone
it did not change it did not even glow
acting in a story that we somehow stole
the rhyme is off
the tempo is cold
and I am freezing when we should be burning slow,
the nights are longer with the steps we take
what there is to do when there is nothing left to say
my heart belongs to me in the most profound of ways,
if this won’t kill us it is not a passage of any kind
for I can not see the future yet I am far from blind…

I am drinking red wine that turned into blood
metallic with a taste to cut out your tongue
it feels like the days I spelled your eyes wrong
and you gave me water that washed our souls,
Miss Wright is out of control
Mister Wong is ever so bold
tell me to stop
ask me be better
nothing left to do before I write this letter
something must change or it’s hog-killing weather
I can not go the same to the end of summer
it is in my bones that I seek an honest meaning
and if you ever try again tell me so I can take cover
love is a curse but it must not be made harder…

Seven nation

White shirts, pink shirts, blue shirts, neat shirts
derbies and the black pressed underpants
shave that beard and loose the longhair
cut on bubbles after hours, have martini
mother wants you home by ten
is this what you’ve meant?
waking up at seven, going in at eight
cigarette at midday splitting up the day
working in an office posing as a clerk
serving for the country in the kindest way
communism negation in a socialistic nation
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

got a girl that’s dressed in leather
watches Oprah, thinks she’s clever
at the shop she cleaned a headgear
feeds the beaver, pushed a lever
she looks stunning like a badger
is this what you’ve meant?
like a chef she cooks a rabbit
that looked dead before you had it
goes to church one year in seven
wants some kids but cats are glaring
and the bourbon says she’s had it
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

having taught you scored a shiny diamond
you have gained blue painted marbles
growing heavier by the hour, you’re in pain…
friends you’ve left in ivy leagues knew better
worthy is the patience to inherit and not gather
is this what you’ve meant?
nation ranked eleven on a scale from one to heaven
perfection by the books based on telling how they look
down to earth the greatest fear is to see but not to hear,
honeybees are used to follow even when the queen is hollow
colored yellow, scented sweet, break your back…
is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?

is this what you’ve meant?
is this what you’ve meant?
break that glass…
is this what you’ve meant?
shove it up that ass…
is this what you’ve meant?

now is that what you’ve meant?

March, The Five

1. Birdy – Surrender


2. Bon Jovi – Story of Love


3. Manchester Orchestra – Bed Head


4. Foo Fighters – No Son Of Mine


5. The Weeknd – Save Your Tears


Good Times BONUS
: Coldplay – Paradise