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Be The Dreamless Lawman
There is no therapy
From behind the curtain
Of masquerading adults
Far from outgrowing childhood
Feeling withdrawn
In the coming dawn
I unbutton my lips
Just to fucking scream
It's the same words from
the same people
With their brotherly affectation
To seem relatable
With their old-testament rhetoric
Fire and brimstone raining
From a sky glowing cloudless
Be the dreamless lawman
Put out that red, angry eye
Look toward heaven
Not toward the sky
I've no time to be bothered
But I'm bothered by it
All the time
I smile, nod and walk-off
I find a quiet hillside
By the old Texaco parking lot
I only unbutton my mouth
To fucking scream
I hardly understand the meaning
I suppose it's an awful sin to dream.
From behind the curtain
Of masquerading adults
Far from outgrowing childhood
Feeling withdrawn
In the coming dawn
I unbutton my lips
Just to fucking scream
It's the same words from
the same people
With their brotherly affectation
To seem relatable
With their old-testament rhetoric
Fire and brimstone raining
From a sky glowing cloudless
Be the dreamless lawman
Put out that red, angry eye
Look toward heaven
Not toward the sky
I've no time to be bothered
But I'm bothered by it
All the time
I smile, nod and walk-off
I find a quiet hillside
By the old Texaco parking lot
I only unbutton my mouth
To fucking scream
I hardly understand the meaning
I suppose it's an awful sin to dream.
Published 20th Oct 2019
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