Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Soulatronica.




& we hold hands on deck; no Jokers;
smokescreen to the eyes of the unseen; no smokers -
i hope more & they hope less - crying to the Lord at night;
thinking about why my mind skates on "hopeless";
maximum security, solitary confinement -
flipside, only thinking about what we're gonna do when we're 90;
right beside me, never behind me like the wind -
still picking up the pieces from a loss cause i never win;
mind versus heart; vodka & milk -
vodka - then tilt...
until the world no longer knows my name -
& soulatronica gets a visit while my wallet bursts into flame - chaser.
[pause] ..& all i want is sunny skies with bright smiles -
mean watch, mean girl;
140mph on the dial..
still holding hands on deck; no Jokers -
laugh now, cry before; never later -
snaggle-toothed reality with the lock of an alligator;
smokescreen once again; good feeling blown -
& i'm on the other end, screaming in the phone -
fightin' cause me & my emotions aint gettin' along -
all because i'm in need & she's tellin' me she's alone;
racing against time in a race that time's winning -
patience low & the Devil stays grinning;
mind versus heart; vodka & milk -
vodka - then tilt...
you can under the door where love was spilled.
.end





*Ace