Larney

You keep trouble at bay, this life requires, any problems look away, they pester you for loans, your eyes seek the tide, you know you're not alone, stumble in the roaring Hades, dampen any desire, it's never easy or brave, scared to your bones, they note you're a crier, will you take a gun, an offering to be saved, like a cold fish knife, walks a lonely train, a sail on blue waves, among candlelit signs, this is what you crave, a love of the rain, on a burning pyre, not pine needles and hay, but a soul on fire.