sitting on a mountain of ashes
face to face with past regrets
you could roll down to the
canyon
piss away this incarnation
but remember that you pay
for what you get.
and he says "but don't you
know
how hard it is
to hit the ground and mean
it,
and mean it?"
walk the jangling streets of
the city
trying to find the buried
sun
you could drown yourself in
jewels
like a thousand other fools
while you wander, waiting
for it to be done.
and he cries "why don't we
celebrate?
why don't we celebrate?
love can make you sad
come on, let's drive ourselves
mad."
and he's aware
how hard it is
to kiss the sun and mean it,
and mean it.
and he screams "why don't we
celebrate?
why don't we celebrate?
life can make you sad
come on, let's drive ourselves
mad."
standing on a rock in a river
staring at the rain made one
on the surface flashing diamonds
rolling down the twilight
canyon,
and we shall kiss the sun
in spite of him
so why don't we celebrate?
why don't we celebrate?
why don't we celebrate? ...
Marco Giunco |
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