Chase the Dragon
2007
Dragon, pull the wagon
through morains of rotten seeds
Bite your own tail, Megan
cause your sexy brother bleeds
This is not the end
of an impossible dream
like a ship on land
sails for mountains to redeem
Red Skin, painted black
Snow White is in danger
Play the distorted track
to impress the rawest strangers
Music is God. Or is it art?
play a soundtrack for this goodbye
a bottle of wine, today you depart
times always change on the sly
Give me an echo of this tune
I smoke then smack my lips
I havent been so free since June
I smile then shake my hips
Work is done, results awaited
I am yet overthrown
Its not my fault, it is redebated
Ive been diligent like a drone
A tower veiled in clouds– so true
you see through my disguise
How my thoughts now hang on you
your eyes, your mind, your thighs...
This summer waits for me
to undress and show some skin
Someones job is now to rate me
I hope he cannot see my sin
Respect and expectations
will feed my mind for a quarter year
A winter to come with sensations
I will file my striped fear
Return of the baroque
of storm and stress Romantics
till then Ill read and rock
collect wild theories and antics
