Royal Flush

I can only guess 1
Because I know not what I say
Surely you jest
And purely you pray

The sounds in my ears
Are way beyond your reach
You’re giving me the gears
Why do you get to teach?

That idiot wind 1
No, that’s not workin’
Memories securely binned
Watchin’, lurkin’

That’s exactly what death
Sounds like 2
Take another breath
Take another hike

When were you going to tell me?
When should I’ve finally known?
You, with your painted shell tree
You, shiny, black drone

 

O.G. Hawkins

1 – Bob Dylan
2 – Nugey

 

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