New Lives
Northbound and off target
I'm not gonna tell you again
Two poles, so similar in style
Both pulling at every end.
We knew about last days,
Head aches, and tapestries,
New lives, or two wives
To forget about happenings.
Martes come, and I'll be done
Swallow time and disreguard fun.
...It was never fitted anyway.
But then again, who are You to say?
I'm not gonna tell you again
Two poles, so similar in style
Both pulling at every end.
We knew about last days,
Head aches, and tapestries,
New lives, or two wives
To forget about happenings.
Martes come, and I'll be done
Swallow time and disreguard fun.
...It was never fitted anyway.
But then again, who are You to say?