coveredinrain

god bless the social bison, permed hair and red-red nails smiling with lighting wrinkles and lying lipstick  suggestively at the boy arranging seasoned meat   whose hands couldn't cook chicken and god bless the snow, toxic and slick and pretty that falls and melts on the dead and the living  in such a democratic favor   when when's not paying attention but most of all guess bless the rainbow and god calls an aeolian wind to sweep it away  haha!; no second chances here   no rainbow, rainbow, rainbow some terrible-inevitable allegory, broken and bleeding wanting the t-i for his children, woe may we say?

Okay, so this one time, we were talking And I think I was happy, though I might've Been worried instead, though My memory's shot, like you haven't heard that Anyway, I think I was happy just to have your attention For a little bit, darlin' It's not like I really expected it to do much And that's probably one hell of a lie But I really did try to be everything you wanted And never in a noble sort of way But I didn't mean to buy into everything I wanted And never in a noble kind of way Like, you remember, that one time we talked about that thing, and I promised to never use A single one of those words Or, you remember, that one