You were going out you stop in your doorway and you freeze
Like a mammoth found frozen with food half-digested in its stomach
you bring something to read, as if the words could stop the meteors in their wheeling and their forgivable plummet
oh how nefarious the noise from the corners
let's call it all off and head to the border
we might just settle down there
if we can settle between anywhere

And you enter the room
Like it’s the Trinity Site
Just waiting for
The first bomb to ignite
And you’re making a drink
And you’re dressed to the nines
And you stare straight ahead
Like a killer in his prime

The pause is far too long between the eye gaze and the hand raise
Trying to explain that the distance between anything and the ocean is equilateral
And you’ll always feel ashamed
Cuz the beast of compromise is almost always too tall to saddle, much less ride and ride and ride
And it’s just another desert when you get to the other side

And you enter the room
Like you’re condoning a riot
And you feel like
You’re cheating on morning with the night
And you look in her eyes
Like yours are so full of lime
And you’re feeling alive
Like a murder victim in your prime

*And everyone’s just dragging around and everyone’s just dragging around
everyone else’s sheets
and everyone’s just dragging around and everyone’s just dragging around
everyone else’s sheets
wont you love the stains completely

The dogs beneath the windows are still scratching at the coyotes
Keeping all their barks just under decent noise
And they say walk your own damn punch-line, walk your own damn punch-line
Walk away from Oglala with perfect poise

And you’re laying in bed
Like it’s a funeral pyre
And you ask for the time
As if time could expire
All white in the face
Saying “feed me a line”
But you’ll forget it all by morning
Like an alien abductee in his prime

So kid don’t be a killer in your prime
Kid don’t be a killer in your prime
Kid don’t be a killer in your prime