Monday, September 22, 2008

Last Dance Rodeo



"Last Dance Rodeo"

Your lungs fill up with concrete
Her voice is all you can hear
Red lips and a screwdriver
Wrapped around some mink-clad smear

And you know that she's no diamond
In this damn jukebox hell
'cause only fools gold fools fools
In two-bit hotels.

But she's cooler than all that
She's a real high-class cat
She's queen of the last dance rodeo.

But under the gas lamp
The air is thick and velvetine
Your bones filled with hunger
Your heart filled with longing

You're no longer human
You're an insatiable hole.
You wanna bury your face forever
In the navel of her soul

'cause you know
All you need is a heart to call home
All you need is a heart to call home
That's all

Light bulbs, and nylons
And plastic chandeliers
Objects are only objects,
They can't feel when you're near.

Tangerine lips
And lily-white breasts
These things are eternal
Inside them humanity rests.

The skin is like a seashell
You listen to the soul
Like an old time radio show.

But don't wander too far
On one constant star
Darkness exists, except where you are
My feet are filled with wandering
They follow your own
'cause everywhere you are
Feels like home.

So search all you miners
You hunters of dreams
Look in the alleyways
For what you know is not what it seems

And feign, all you maidens,
But don't resist too long
Least look behind you
And see your own shadow is gone

Don't you know it's the last rodeo?
You gotta find yourself a cowboy
Or someone to keep you
Warm when it snows.

Jewel

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