Rifle Ready

So I’ve learned a thousand things
for the thousand things I forgot
Too much too soon to see it changing you

Walking slowly, walking quickly all the time
To survivie the bitter streets where the
castaways always look away, and I do the same

We can’t all have everything.
where would we find the room?
If we ever saw eye to eye
I don’t remember why we would.

I don’t share your desire for better things,
I’d exhange all the gifts and clever things
for just a moment with you.
We desire and we desire,
put these robots in attire
and feed upon the same human blames

I don’t suppose you thought of anything to do,
when the rifles are all pointing at you.
No plan B, or cavalry to rescue you.

Words & Music Vivian Circle
2009 Guerrilla Garage