ASK iAN * dRIVING
How do you know how much money you will need to get you by until you die?
How to figure out all you will need until you cast it into
How much Love will you need to spread or save
or a journeyman's slave
How to fill the hours of the day
scrimp and save or give it all away?
Time kicking you up the ass
not enough time to figure out
before they try to hand you a xanax pillow...
Consumed by modern flames
burned low by the price of it all
chasing our own crossword tails
under chemtrails and flags and bullshit that sails
No patience to even clip the old fingernails
too tired for Holiday laughter
i wanna sleep by horse next to water
without a wake up call
without a hangover
a day without panic
a simple song that gets me right
when i was a kid
the world was ok
when i grew up
i was surrounded by mean men
Listen to the wolf son
Listen to the ghost of the stars
Listen to the angels from Belfast
Oh just Shut Up son and drink yer pint
last longer than a thousand years
and certainly longer than what money brings you
i am not by the ocean
i am of
i am not under the lights
we are of
We've got a long way to go in this here dark...
Get a grip
and press firmly on*
it ain't about arriving...