I'm Mo
Whiskey.
I see the last black swan
Fly past the sun.
I wish I, too, were gone
Back home again.
It seems our fortunes lied
Despite our gain.
Our tears fall like our pride.
We cry in shame.
Now we've got time to kill!
Kill the shadows on our skin.
Kill the fear that grows within.
Killing time, my friend.
I stare into your eyes.
But can't see far.
You cut me down to size.
You bring the dark.
My body's black and sore.
I need to sleep.
Now hear the he
Keeper
Waitress with the short hair is stoned
She drifts amongst the tables
Old ladies talk like birds
That'd fly if they were able
The coffee has a calming effect
I'm nervous when I travel
Red lights and steel worms
Let the journey unravel
Keeper
She's a keeper
Sleeper
You should keep her
The wine seems to have sobered me up
I'm hardly shaking
I'm gonna lose myself this time
And time that it's taking
There's no charge if you want to top up
The clientele are extras
Juggle their lives and their loves
Nicely ambidextrous
The speed seems to have slowed me down
We talk about William from Glide
The things of the towns go by
I'm driving on the wrong side
Keeper
Sleeper