Summer beats her red son
She holds her hands
Cupping us as one
Breath lets us know we're gone
The lost hope we've now become
Claps resonate in the darkest halls
My nails fall out in fear as I recall
The Psycho, The Drunk and The Liar aloud
No one hears their voices in this late crowd
Her dreams are repeating but always falling short
My limbs are contorting to the sound of the horn
I beg and you plead for all this to end
But once you close your eyes it all starts all over again
The bat swung and flies through the rank old caves
A ball that misses and lands on my grave
The knife that cut oh ever deep
Is now the only comfort that gets me to sleep
The cross that bears the arrow's mark
He escapes through the switch that says that talks
That only way out is the way back in
And you just got to confront all those terrible sins
For what you have is better than none
And what you had you can see better than some
But to make a mark is to take off a life
Then erase all those marks and relieve some strife
Well man is man and peoples is peoples
Don't forget that when you're high on your sea salts
Ready to jump but not ready to fall
Sure but unsure, unsure of all
All that will come and all that will pass
Just remember goon gala
And the good times will will last