You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand
You have your highs, you have your lows
Nobody knows which way you go.
Not every cigarette is a dead, dead thing
Some have a mind and try to be other things
Pushed in the pack, they crave some Virginia air
Softly, they pray to someone, but life ain't fair
And you must have had
nothing better to do.
I've been kissing my cigarette wishing it was you.
the formless thing which gives things form!
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Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
She's a Killer Queen
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
She's walking down the street
blind to every eye she meets.
Do you think you'll be the guy
to make the queen of the angels sigh?
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
every normal man must be tempted, at times,
to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag,
and begin slitting throats.
She reads the minds of all the people
as they pass her by
Hoping someone will see
Holidays must end as you know.
All is memory taken home with me:
the opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing, the verging sea, all years ago.
Some people are like Slinkys.
Useless, but still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
We are the music makers,and we are the dreamers of the dreams.
End of line.
So before we end and then begin
We'll drink a toast to how it's been
A few more hours to be complete
A few more nights on satin sheets
A few more times that I can say
I've loved these days.
Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
"It is not length of life, but depth of life." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Thought breeds thought." ~ Henry David Thoreau