Monday, October 12, 2009

Take the Change

he said...
what happened to wilderness
the magnetic bends
everyone is so straight now
no tenderness to lend

she said...
think about tomorrow
you're not too late
give me your heart
i'll give you time to borrow

there's never nothing left
spill your cards on the table
who's reading what game
who's your cosmic dealer
(i'll) take away the change

remember you & me at Christmas
holding hands outside in the cold
doing shots of Maker's Mark bourbon
tongues leaving no question unposed
opening their presents they don't miss us
(written Monday morning October 12th 2009)
Best of the Roses,
Giovanni French