for Charles Michael Kittridge Thompson

don't mind me, i'm just a bore and love to watch and like to create

don't mind me while i grip my knee

i want to see you be all you can be and do it with me

i can pick a cold night out of any other and turn it into hell, and nobody could ever tell

i'll search my scraches for words to yell

and say them, say them over and over to your blank and searching face

only ever in hushed tones, because everyone talks too much about everything

where does that leave a man who is constantly thinking and never shaking

Constantine Constant

Good old Constantine Constance never said a word, he just went on and on with your shitty plan. Constantine works so well for others, wore down his poor knees a few years back and his ankles are about to go. He got planted in the middle of the map, Constantine's been stuck lookin for a ride a long time. Sure, the guy walks, but he walks in circles. I tried to give C.C. a tip, tried to lend him a hand, told him to dumb it down a bit and let things be, two years later he showed back up, hand out, a lot worse for wear. C.C. pleads constantly, I don't know what to say anymore, he seems to keep losing.Man's got to get off the platform at one time, one or two cautious steps won't do it.

They say a journey of a thousand miles begins with a step, Constantine's gonna walk into the sun and burn that bridge when he come to it

way before ench.

There was a time where i'd stand in a  dingy basement, all in order to yell and push someone. 

I'd sit at home and think about it, I'd lay down and scheme. 

Somehow I got away from that, somewhere in there I fell on some big boat. 

I got transported over here, complacent in transfer so there's no-one to blame.

But come one, where's the next fight? Who knows.

When was the last time I yelled at my parents or grabbed a hand, the sellout argument is back and Patrick is definitely on the losing side. 

I'll buy up a big stinky house with all that fake money Patty handed over

I'll throw your shit all over the floor and make you pick it up

Draw til my wrist aches like yours, scream and howl 

Soak the leaves, wring it out and do it all again, scratch up my throat with another shot

all for the sake of argument

travellin' so long that my feets is soakin' wet

don't let the cancer defy you and don't let the handsome defy you

on a big, wide planet, you shine 

packs of dogs roam wild and with an effervescent smile from you, all their jaws snap shut

those dirty, drooling mouths have scraped on doors for who knows how long

i always considered bringing in a dog-catcher til i met you

days at the factory and your hands are still so bright, they still work so good

a long day makes your hands so great for me

the long white table has long been abandoned and that awful pit we dug so long ago has been filled to the brim, Paula Shulz may have it if she please

the pasture not so far beyond would be ideal for an afternoon picnic

but that shore lay a distant away and at our pace, who knows

but the distance is always the right way away

you're a real pill, and a hard one to swallow

i don't have the guts to take you, you'd get stuck down there with a bunch of words that even the deafest of trees don't care to hear.

decades later and we still don't know

whether that garden'll grow

i'm real, real thirsty to tell the truth

all this talk makes my honest bone ache so get off my back already

i'll to what it takes when i need to take it

though i'm barely out of bed, let me rest a second

ask me in the morning and then i'll tell you why

when you come around, i'll let you know the plan. and don't worry, the playbook is bursting at the seams

tellurian

"I am but a man" He shrugged and let the sand run through his fingers. A long hard day at life made him reconsider his next action. The boy grabbed her hand and he thought he saw her crooked grin out the side of his eye. "Everyone grins crooked these days" he thought to himself. To be honest, Lydia's thoughts were completely incomprehensible but the man built a fire a few days ago and it really doesn't stop. 

"Take me to Glasgow, I'm ready to smile for the camera" she blushed

so they dragged their feet for a while, everyone could see their tracks