Sing It Again

town of disrespect

the trains are wrecked

the night is younger than us

and nowhere is anywhere else

you sleep to yourself

stirring the dregs

where I have laid

the exit signs are flashing

dead ends, they won't

come to life anymore

well I pledged the rest

I should have guessed

your love was hangin by threads

tongues tied under the moon

your love is a room

of broken bottles and tangled webs

the miser's wild

them eyes like clocks

that cock their gears

on and on

and if it's meant some accident

or some coincidence

crumbs fall out of the sky

as you wander by

the dust clouds roam,

nobody's home

so lay my bags upon

all the funeral fire

and sing it again