lyrical version of ‘visage’…

“scared to look”

(verse 1)

one singularly powerful moment
in an otherwise blase affair.
judgmental impression,
the worst kind of pretension;
punishment completely unfair.
a mystery face in the mirror,
nothing is quite what it seems.
wherever we’re going,
it best not stop snowing
i don’t want to slip off to dream.

(chorus)

so where is this going,
what are you gettin’ at?
am i supposed to want you
with no answer for that?
there’s all kinds of problems
you can’t even see;
why waste my time pretending
you give a shit about me

(verse 2)

ordered to demand salvation,
i want only what’s owed to me;
weaknesses are all the same,
easier to lay a backup claim
to things that i’m not i’ll soon be

(chorus)

so where is this going,
what are you gettin’ at?
am i supposed to want you
with no answer for that?
there’s all kinds of problems
you can’t even see;
why waste my time pretending
you give a shit about me

(verse 3)

last miles of freedom on asphalt,
fighting desire to stop in my tracks;
tired & wired & got lost on the way,
ditchin’ me nights you had promised to stay,
ya disappeared & now you want me back?

(chorus)

where is this going,
what are you gettin’ at?
am i supposed to want you
with no answer for that?
there’s all kinds of problems
you can’t even see;
why waste my time pretending
you give a shit about me

—————————————

Inspired by the most beautiful dancer I ever did see. Can’t bury everything all at once you know. Fuck it dude. Let’s go bowling. Oh, that’s right, I can’t. Damn POS spinal cord…

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