Black - MOVE

[dead man]

alas





melancholia. i dragged you for weeks
watched you splinter into avalanches. alleys and streets
kept faith. hence, we never built a path for retreat
damned or deceased, it all falls down. parabola peaks
dosed you with barbiturates, acid and leak
popped, like aspirin tabs. you took a nap on your feet
awoke in heat, starving for rhythm - voltage or charge
smoking cigars. eating glass out of linoleum jars
i'm the stoop-kid, afraid. throwing stones in the yard
or a socialite, with money folds like holding your cards
pokerfaced like Romans at war. trojan the horse
mad conductor. tropic thunder in electrical storms
pushing you forward, moi cheri amour / enemy, sworn
you're Pegasus born. i swear it, you were destined to soar
dead to the world. yet it only makes me treasure you more
so i talked you off the rope while you wrestled disorders
behind the steering wheel on a mescaline binge
telling me you're gonna die unless i tell you to live.
it reminds me of when we were kids. playing Nancy and Sid
inking up our bodies so the past can exist
grasping for grip. all i want is for a movement, a twitch
but i can't move you an inch. life's a beauty, passion's a bitch
expectations, ambition. it stifles lateral vision
relations simmer. making love in a financial position
stagnant, monochromatic. fuck, i've had it, we're finished
but i keep coming back for seconds after a guinness
you shine. you killed icarus. put plants into synthesis
but you gave into the standard constituents. frozen remains
rotting away, cedar soaked in propane, oaken your frame
angel wings, ball and chain contingent. born as a slave
nobody's to blame. let it be neutral, balance the pressure
nobody but the other knows we're fastened together
exams and semesters, december and spring, ashes and ember
happy, depressive, held me down no matter, whatever
used you up for all this time. it couldn't be wrong
but even once the chain snaps, i'll push you along
inspiration gone. dust in the wind, kush in the bong
let your soul wander outwards from that wooden facade
savor the light. help me create a landmark. save me tonight
let me move a single reader with these phrases i use
to savor tonight. flame the tobacco, save me a light
until i find the strength to fight for motivation to move.





- BLACK