Mood Swing

David Marcouillier

Lyrics:

She’s my mood swing.
She’s my accoutrement.
She’s my blood money, honey.
She’s the coke bugs under my skin.
She’s my perturbation.
She blows me to smithereens.
She’s my crisis intervention.
She’s a mystery repeating.

She’s my mood swing…

She’s my distraction.
She’s my remote control.
She’s the static on my radio at night.
She’s inclined to disagree.
She’s my reflection.
She’s my impulsive side.
She knows the moon is a paradox, baby,
But that it don’t make the ocean sad.

©2007 D. Marcouillier