Mudplay

You come speeding into my life
As if it was the California gold rush.
Not giving up on your pursuit
you are reckless and cute.
 
Are you here to take,
The last nuggets of love I have treasured?
I don't think so Ma'am!!
Your kind has scavenged every precious piece
And emptied the mines
 
You can still hear their echoes
Travelling to the deepest parts of these caves.
Echoes of picks, spades and axes
Sometimes gunshots and sword clashes
Because it didn't matter how much they had
They still wanted what they couldn't manage to take.
 
A love history of molten mud houses,
Where we roll like filthy pigs
Throwing mudballs at each other.
So if you're here to mine my dear
Build your house with stones
To survive the hurricanes
Or to knock each other out with