Do you see them on the wire?
Do you wonder can you get much higher?
Have you found remedies for your pain?
Do you find innocence in your killing?
Cheaters, leaders all break the rules.
Poets, philosophers are now modern fools.
Have you found remedies for your pain?
Do you find innocence in your killing?
You see them on the wire, and you want to get much higher, love. Why don't you just up and float away?
And they were not, on the shore, where you had met them the evening before, and there you were, naked and stoned, begging and pleading and teething for more....
