song for sue

on the boring mornings after

Kicking the rock down your empty street in dark, 
the moon looked more than just inviting tonight.
And scrambling up the drainpipe to that moon,
I just end up in your lonesome window light. 

Now, my tricks and jokes tied up in the locks of your hair,
and all the queen's conviction loose feet in the face of art.
The promises we share die when they fall flat on my chest,
and for our time babe, I’ll only rue it when we’re apart.

For all the words I stole worn my hands too red to wash,
when they tried tabbing bills to the duke's rain and thunder.
So tomorrow I’ll be air in the foggy ruins of night,
slipping outta memory into undressed lanes of wonder.

Let your claws slip now out of my back babe,
for I’ve been running outta smiles to borrow.
And all the things you so want today,
I’ll prob’ly  only settle for tomorrow.

‘til then I dull days playing cards with quasimodo
and nights I busy with don juan on the mula-mutha bends .
So, when you say you wanna keep talking darling,
I’d talk baby but I’m just too spent to be friends.

For that I need to make amends,
and to make amends, I’ll need some time
and to stay with you any longer babe, 
I’ll have to stay behind.
But my feet are fast and far too restless,
so I guess I’ll just be keeping you on my mind. 

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