Cold wind coming like a march on the block Last one left, only car in the lot Call her Darla, the vessel for the Argonaut flock Where it’s safe to believe that we are what we’re not We are what we’re not We aren’t what we got Smile like a hammerhead, drive like I’m banished Eyes that’ll scan a set of signs when they manifest Peace to the faint pink, last of the clear blue Ears glued to the static thinking I could hear you Tonight, home is not a place we can steer to Thank God escape pods ain’t got rear views Copy, pedal to the fully fueled moxie Amp the inner monologue, I’m heading out of body Blues in my blood, juice in my cup Puruse through the sludge for the jewels in the mud Running on fumes, fumes and the rush Homey, I just do what I does Food in the gut, truce in the touch Croon with the doves while I’m cooped in the cut Setting up the moves, I’m refusing to rust Baby, I just do what I does (yeah I do what I must) Throw some snaps on the petro Gas the getaway before the masses assemble This is the taste of freedom when your trapped in a schedule Rolling in the whip while I’m blasting my demos Yeah, I bump my own shit, I bump my friends too Reminders of the Hades and Arcadias we’ve been through G and I were 20 in the whip by the lakeside Penning fossils to music by cavelight 10 years later, the ash trays clean Same lack of direction, same campaign theme The new car’s Darla, the last one was Igna The dirty HQ where I pondered the enigmas But what I wouldn’t give for a flux capacitor To go back to when I had an extra passenger Blues in my blood, juice in my cup Peruse through the sludge for the jewels in the mud Running on fumes, fumes and the rush Homey, I just do what I does Food in the gut, truce in the touch Croon with the doves while I’m cooped in the cut Setting up the moves, I’m refusing to rust Baby, I just do what I does (yeah I do what I must)

Living in an empty town There ain’t no one else around I keep my head down Staring at the ground Strike a minor chord in the ballad’s onset And it’s easy to get lost in the halcyon then Wake up from a nap thinking Babylon’s dead Then I scoot across the floor like a daddy long legs To the kitchen, greeted by the image of a smiley face Made out of spaghetti from a dinner on a prior date (Hey) Party in the cave where I hibernate Confined to a place where I transcend time and space I speak simply, juggling jobs to keep busy Take a couple of shots of cheap whiskey I do it on my own, to summon a god just seems risky I’m well aware whatever I got can leave quickly Press the apartment window Thought I saw the smoke from the arching missiles Thought I felt the shards from the darkest crystals And I thought I heard the shrill of the marching whistles Nah, just your every day harmless drivel That I managed to perceive as alarming signals Yeah, still guilty of that bar dismissal One last spliff that’ll jumpstart the sniffles, now Time flies, photographs fade Other colors come alive in the overcast grey The black lungs healed and the black sunset I blacked out and woke up as the last one left I mean, we were supposed to be neighbors forever I mean, we were supposed to be staying together I mean, I guess nothing is supposed to happen So I fill my new days with them old distractions And I mumble to myself as the floorboards creek Like “it is what it is, let the ouroboros eat” Not a single silhouette in the street light glow It’s probably for the best, man, I feel right at home Where do I go from here it’s not the same, no Days pass and turn to years Everything has changed Every place I go, every street I pass Is full of memories stuck in the concrete cracks But these memories in the same old way And I’m stuck in the good ol’ days Oh how, we used to do We used to raise some hell with the same ol’ crew Now I look around and it’s clear to see There’s no one left but me Take me away, nah I’m prolly gonna stay, become part of the maze and find a safe place to hide Take me away, nah I’m prolly gonna kick it, it wouldn’t make any difference if I decided to ride Take me away, nah I’m prolly gonna lamp, settle down into camp and wave the coat of arms high Take me away, nah I’ll prolly hang back, do my thing, get attached, go and live til I die

Tensions rise It’s a number that I recognize It ain’t no friend of mine Spent all my days I’ve been trying not to play your game But I can’t escape I know I should be tripping But I just keep skipping I don’t care Cause it’s everywhere You can find me, you can see me Anywhere Cause it’s everywhere If you leave me I know that you’ll take me with you Anywhere Cause it’s everywhere I’ve been running from it I’ve been hiding from it I don’t want it but it Follows where I go White knuckles on the wheel, I’m bugging off the feels motha fucka, motha fucka it’s real Been on the phone for like an hour or two Too preoccupied for a how do you do White noise (white noise) from the radio waves Been calling all day cause the payments are late I’m doing all right, from the day to the day But it only takes one mishap ‘fore they take it away Don’t trust police, don’t trust politicians Most my homies spend the days on a mission I don’t need that 15 minutes And I try to stay aware of my unfair privilege Hard to complain that my shit ain’t good enough Cause my brother can’t hit the streets with his hoodie up This for everyone who feels something’s missin’ I promise I’ll be down hunkered in the bunker with ‘em

This little light I hold, I take it everywhere that I go (x4) My surly sordid, intellect supported Home grown importance, knows it’s ignored Birth from a portal, born into orbit Caught in a wrinkle, scored in accordance To break with regard to every single hard truth Man walk a thin line, find that’s a smart move Guy got a wide scope, ballet on egg shells Jackhammer at sunrise, sun set he sets sail I guess it’s just as well Considering there’s some rings you can’t unbell It ain’t an issue, if you misuse, nobody gonna miss you As zero as it gets to Caught in a wrinkle, broke on a thought Ready for upgrade, waiting a lot And when it happens and things get alarming Know we’ve learned to imitute you exartly Oh, why oh why, would you do that Thinking it’s all downhill from here It’s all downhill from here Have mercy, praise the lord The good intentions spread like agent orange They say sink with the ship, stay the course But I ain’t built with that blood from the days of yore Yeah there’s chips in the tablets, holes in the old scrolls Kids going bat shit and foes in the dojo Me and mine build homes from the throne stones Plan against the hand in control of the snow globe Gusty, gutsy, grit to the gristle, trust me Pretty as a mah fucker when it’s getting ugly *ugh Throwing deuces with a doobie, keep peaceful Better bet that saint like smile ain’t sheep's wool Stage fright, nothing quite as jarring as a stumble from the Great heights, nothing quite as freeing as the dreams of the Caged life, nothing quite bright as the Gods in the late night Ain’t no shame in the way it goes Yup, yup, ordering what’s what Wondering wise why’s, distributing tough love Side wind in the sandstorm, picture the route And it looks like Dali done figured it out

January 17th, huddled by the stove Baking with the oven door down to nullify the cold For survival’s sake, we were snug inside our home Didn’t think that we could make it through another night alone February 20th, on a slippery path The sneaky night arrived to ice our whiskers and our tracks The three of us clung along the mini mountain slope So as not to be swallowed by the river down below April showers, losing track of hours in the Wu-Mobile Spongy youngins jocking every universal truth revealed (hey) Spit it like ain’t any meal paid Spit it like we juxed the keys to the cramped steel cage I’ve learned to fall with my favorite a-alikes with me I’ve hit wall with my hazy a-alikes with me I found a cause with my changing a-alikes with me I’ve done it all with my crazy a-alikes with me June 25th, staring into nothing Hearing of the news that a burial is coming I couldn’t take the talk, left the homey by his lonesome While he pondered non-existence, I was playing in the ocean Fungus in the stomach on a July 5th Watching trees turn to dragons, wonderin’ who I is In the middle of the woods with a 5 AM set Jumping in the morning rays where the pixie heads rest Yes, yes, storms forecasted on August 8th Muddying the township where the outfit lost its way Wheeze was on the stump, conducting with a stick Said he conjured all the lightning and the thunder in this bitch September, hopped a 30 hour train to Fargo Rent-a-car to Wisco, another train to Chi Bussed to Omaha, hitched a ride to Sioux Falls Got stranded in Spokane, man, what a crazy ride November 1st gathered underneath a steel night Everything was fucked but the laughter made it feel right Defense mechanism we acquired with each other I’ll go out the rain into the fire with my brothers On the December’s eve, we eat and drink our merriness Repeating all the folklores, retinkering the narratives Hoping what will be, amused with what its been Silently aware that we’ll do it once again

Mr. Dix, Claud Six, Lukelele Slim Mutli-dimensional like mutant aliens Sense the presences of ghost like a message from the most high Jester with the jokes who’s direct as any crow flies Old pup, no class for the new tricks Hold up, trade that cash for amusement Go nuts, hit the last laugh then it’s deuces Down in the front, Down in the front I’ve been up to the task, I’ve been down from the jump One man’s treasure, pull it out from the junk One man’s feast, has been found in the crumbs Much better folks have faced worse fates, for sure Been living by that since my first days on earth Identified a song when the bird brains would chirp Didn’t bat an eye when the mermaids emerged So ridiculous, Brass Clouds on that broken ribbon shit Grow the world around me, sunlight, and photosynthesis I get green like algae and seaweed, Turn metal into gold like alchemy’s easy Generation Y been corralled by the TV But I’m lamping in the woods with my pals and my breezy Salad and tree leaves, berries, and goat cheese Medicinal grade and a 40 of O.E Oh, please, Busy bee to manifest the mission state Titillate the sense and attend to all the spinning plates Unheard, unknown Still gung-ho and lunging for the front row Neon Autumn thrives when them lights burn out Rushing from the back like it’s my turn now

I told her that I’d be right there, I wasn’t I lied, the drug is reason that I done it The reason that I do, to get the blueprint Straight from the center of the need for my music Who’s its? What’s its? Holding roses, throwing punches The cure is at the end of the alley, but no one trusts it Sitting cross legged like I read a couple big books Singing like a rain drop splashing off a tin roof Don’t look down, you do, I knew you would I should not have said that you could Coulda guessed it, took it to the nexus Pushed it to the edge, to the edge without looking for the exit Let’s just sit and ponder on it Yada ya, blaz a blah, til the common bonds twist Got wings and a crutch, lil stink my yuck A string and some cups, ring ring, mother what There’s always more to go The only thing I know I know, I know (I know)

Long drawn swipe with two heavy coated arms A swish of the legs, lying in a snowy yard I play like the snapped strings on an old guitar Making a line of angels on the corner of a boulevard Keeping to myself in the recent freezing temperatures Send my updates through the leaving messengers It’s some mighty fine weather we’ve been havin Talking bout that kind of stuff is all that I can manage Today I Googled every single symptom, pin-pointed the disease Praying that the poison ain’t in me This could be anything, I just hope it isn’t what I had Ain’t tryna to excavate a reason out of something bad In a wonderland, making my chest rise This last week, I went to that place ten times When the lights dim, I water my red eyes Shit, man, other than that I’ve been fine I’ve been fine..say it like I know it Pushing on my skin and afraid of what I’ll notice There’s a strong chance what I’m made of has been broken Put it all on ice while I’m playing in the snow drift It don’t make sense to me And I’ll wait a long time Hope I’ve got a few snow days left If I get a long time