Friday, September 23, 2011

A Handshake Is Worthy If It's All That You've Got



They crowded up to Lenin with their noses worn off
A handshake is worthy if it's all that you've got
Metal shivs on wood push through our back
There's a splinter in your eye and it reads "react"

They shifted the statues for harboring ghosts
Reddened their necks, collared their clothes
Then we danced the dance till the menace got out
She gathered the corners and called it her gown

She said

Oh
Please find my harborcoat, can't go outside without it
Find my harborcoat, can't go outside without it

They crowded up to Lenin with their noses worn off
A handshake is worthy if it's all that you've got
Metal shivs on wood push through our back
There's a splinter in your eye and it reads "react", R-E-A-C-T


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Everything Has Chains




Everything has chains, absolutely nothing's changed
Take my hand, rip my picture, steal my t-shirt



Sunday, September 11, 2011

Love Is A Banquet On Which We Feed




Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed