Seventy Seven

Someone you can't fool, in the gentle rain, don't know what to do, scrubbed by fire, you hear yourself say, it's only my desire, want to hear good news, wander down the lane, untroubled by the Blues, like a bird on a wire, find it hard to ascertain, who's the biggest liar, she boils me in a stew, in a clearing makes haste, what's not to choose, she doesn't ask why, you live without stain, forget that patch of sky, it won't shake you, the earth moves again, find what there is to lose, when she walks away. .

Seventy Six

We drink for company, God knows we're all right, just let us be, what's with this crew, she says out of sight, we'll sleep till noon, just leave us in peace. fear grips our fights, worry guides our sympathy, dreams sharp as new, makes each sunshine bright, she's no truck with fools, she says she's easy, sailing the sky, nothing stands her scrutiny, we're so sad and cool, in the morning light, everything we say we do, you can see the sea, she says from on high, is she as bad as me, it makes you wonder why?

Seventy Five

She dances lightly treads, her knife warm as toast, when the oil is spread, for all she's ever been, and also what she's known, it brings a sense of ease, her daily bread, gathered all alone, doesn't make her bend, she's in love with schemes, her skin golden brown, always on the street, with lipstick instead, not caring for loans, she lights up my bed, always visits the sea, the waves make her frown, at this old has been, her visions are myriad, with a light that's shown, paints what she's dreamt, her artist heart unknown.

Seventy Four

Paraded all the while, when you hit the trail, you ride that lonely mile, in your bones, you don't need a stay, to find yourself alone, you left her there to die, to find the holy grail, said studying at the time, can you atone, when love forever fails, and shame marks your tome, flip a coin see the sky, talk of finding sail, you can't worry about style, drink wine from a jeraboam, nurse some desolate mail, throw stones at her ghost, what it means to cry, always finds you this way, you're not going to lie, it is worse than jail.

Seventy Three

What you can't find, then think again, go buy more wine, don't go home, there's too much pain, keep what you own, you hear of the crime, stand in the rain, say everything's fine, drenched to the bone, you're no angel, a swift grasp of loans, why try to disguise, each day is a claim, you can roll those dice, won't trust 'phones, they perish the mind, love's the real groan, it just takes a dime, to catch a fast train, dance to a different rhyme, take no more blame.

Seventy Two

Gone is the time, that covers the truth, your Ma's the real crime, if you make easy, what she cannot intune, nothing will please, clothes cashmere fine, stamps out the truth, each hint of her envy, she won't do breezy, why disguise the news, hates the way you speak, the time you spent inside, uses it like a tool, it sharpens her mind, you shake the car keys, act like her mule, each day is no Odyssey, am i just in line, to capture her Blues, dance me that wine, let's see whose the fool.

Seventy One

You can swear and blow, it's not too late, if you want to come home, no need to face ruin, or worry about an escape, you're no one's fool, or a rolling stone, fix that broken gate, luck's when it rolls, they'll arrive soon, mad families of the waves, mock everything about you, step closer to the zone, you'll survive their gaze, temper don't hesitate, or mind their hooks, you'll always need a loan, from careful Christian books, you're too cool to roam, nothing else to gain, no knife's at your throat, love has no rebate.