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The big hours

we got three hours darling                    
until the steamwhistle of dawn.                    
                   
Been several hours                    
since we sat down      
to work      
on honoring our talents.                
                   
You, a bottle of Tequila                    
mexican man on the label                    
holding a pick                    
name, starts with "El"                    
                   
me, a bottle of the only American                    
worth the word whiskey                    
black label                    
with white writing                 
"made in Lynchburg Tennessee"                    
                   
radio                    
plays                    
the Dead                  
sad and slow,                
                 
Now                    
it's deciding time                    
                   
         
do we fuck fear into these walls?                            
                   
or                    
                   
do we finish                    
finger-painting fire                 
in the kitchen?                    
                   
                   
                   
I think we need another round,                   
another song that makes a lonely road    
feel right.                    
                   
Tell me again my dear                    
to what degree                    
your boss should fuck himself                    
                   
let's discuss which forest                  
that we will eat mushrooms                    
and run naked in                    
next summer                    
                   
tell me one more time mama        
what that dress you want to make                    
looks like,           
while you try to hide that tear                    
that tells me that your falling                    
for me.                    
                   
I will pretend I don't notice                    
and simply say                    
relax                    
                   
I'll go check on the kids.
Written by lightbaron
Published | Edited 27th Mar 2013
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