Monday, September 25, 2006

the good work

whatever it takes
the work comes now
silence and reverie
mastubation of the heart

take the time to do the things you must
take the time to do the things you must
but never did before
distracted by lust
wine, wanting to lose control

still tasting the liquor
its sweetness on your lips
somehow make you realize
keep reading the classifieds

there is too much work to be done
tedious, paperwork
self addressed stamped envelopes
bladdity blah
slick her hair blue eyes, she's rather nice

and friends get borrowed on time by their new boyfriends, lovers, future wedded bliss be thy name
thats just how it goes as we get older
we'll still get on with our keys that no longer open doors
and find new knobs that turn slightly ungreased

and make plans as the days pass by
make sure their nice like the walk on the beach
spent with people you like who make you feel right
cuz after day comes night
and we all need to sleep

so do the good work when you can
leaving your nerves in the sand
realize it will all be done in good time

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