Two Friends Take a Bow for the Record - Simon Joyner
Perhaps we were cut out of the same cloth or
Cardboard
Or maybe you were carved out of soap and I
Out of driftwood
Maybe we've got nothing in common but a sorrow withstood
By distance and devotion
My eyes belong to shapes travel at light speed
Going nowhere
Across the screen of my dreams straight out into the
Frozen thin air
But if you've seen one blow by surely lost
A dozen somewhere
It's a crutch
Ain't much for leaning
My window through the trees there is a train
About to leave me yearning
With a whistle to stop my heart and coal for
Burning
The four loose chambers while the wheels continue turning
And slipping
Through my fingers
So let's drink a little wine while we can
Fill our glasses until they spill and say amen
Come on brother go on and cup your hands
We'll say goodbye and let it end
We'll say goodbye and let it end
We'll say goodbye and let it end
I've was trying to recall
The details of the fall
From the apple
To the sons of those exiled traced through to the
Burial
One single brother who was slain by the other
And the evil
That spilled into the mud
There once was a
Garden
I thought perhaps you caught your death you wandered and
Vanished
I thought maybe into the vast abyss without so much
As a compass
But you returned just in time to do a little
More damage
Like a drum roll
At the gallows
Now the sky is full of flames burn and
Then rain only ashes
And the thunder sounds tame compared to the heart when it
Crashes
Against solemn sleep as a silhouette creeps down your lashes
And the hallways fill up with laughter
So let's drink a little
Wine while we can
Fill our glasses until they spill and say amen
Come on brother go on and cup your hands
We'll say goodbye and let it end
Say goodbye and let it end
Let's drink a little wine while we can
Fill our glasses and say amen
Come on brother cup your hands
Say goodbye let it end
Say goodbye let it end
