Black tux and proud chin
You move to no man’s beat
Mislaid honor spells deceit
The resolve of kings is buried deep
A fortress of belief is where it dwells
Yon horizon’s spilling crimson
Stand true and save yourself
The riches that you covet
A posed painting’s false façade
The pleasure of accruement
matters little to the slave
With many songs you’ve traveled
to the lands of yin and yang
The answers that you seek
live in notes of rage and pain
The truth of your existence
is reflected in your thoughts
In hardship there is wisdom
Lessons learned are rarely sought
The obscure highways you’ve chosen
set the tone for future days
Be proud of where you’re going
and the stance you’ve not betrayed
The truth of your existence
is reflected in your dreams
In hardship you’ve found the wisdom
that life’s not what it seems
The fallacy of daybreak
soothes the apathetic fool
A warrior with no mercy
fights forever, wins the duel
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An altered landscape
Flash lit ends
| Cigarette smoke |
Cool; like James Dean
blue eyes
…and…
Jet
Fuel
Eclipsed….
She was
sun
and
moon
His ‘radiance’
The hottest of hot
Gonna roll those notes
Up over the top
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll….baby
You got my ticket
You’re punchin’ the lot
So Pull on over
And Play the hot box
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll…..baby
Playin’ those notes
Stackin’ em fine
Like high stakes poker
You got aces all the time
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll….baby
They do it simple
You do it hard
Weavin’ the melodies
Today’s honor guard
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Playing the future
Forgetting the past
The future is the present
You’ve gotta last
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll…baby
Rollin’ the dice
Spillin’ the green
You’re smokin’ cool
Best I’ve ever seen
Roll, roll, roll….baby/roll, roll, roll….baby
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You gotta remember
Where you’ve been
Cause Tomorrow’s yesterday
It’s a game you can win
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Roll, roll, roll….baby
Music has gasped
its very last breath
It’s your renaissance
Lay the cards, place the bet
roll, roll, roll….baby
roll, roll, roll….baby
If people are pawns
Your mere possessions
You’ll get no respect
Get no succession