Jenny

Dream talk doesn't hurt, it's enough, Basta, you're not a candy whirl, silken tents you've blown, never collapse, face moulded like a stone, plates you sometimes hurl, nothing holds you fast, sweet talk makes you curl, say life is not your own, in many ways it's crass, consider that part gone, you're not perturbed, now this time has passed, flags are not unfurled, dance on brown chairs, sing a song like glass, your face to the air, the way you smoke, when you sell the pass, nothing's worth that dope, keep this love or burn, love is on the gas, turn the flame down, make it last.