sung low

   
I want it today    
     
the end of it    
   
know it’s a trick    
sure sure    
   
cos it’s been good    
lately    
   
months of it now    
   
making things    
doing good work    
living all the bells and drums    
walking heavy    
real big deal    
big shadow    
people answering my calls    
lucky funny happy    
next thing    
new plans    
   
all of those    
   
all those shows    
   
then    
boom crash sunset blue    
away went something good    
some part of me    
the chemistry    
and this morning didn’t have it    
no sun in the shine    
no quick in my step    
   
went to work anyway    
   
painted it on    
   
faked the day out    
took my hours    
all last stands    
   
nails in lids    
   
like they’d never get done    
   
came home to the couch    
remembered to eat    
went for a walk    
   
thought nothing good    
   
now alone in the dark    
more black than blue    
   
I hold myself here    
 
and try to be kind