The Empty Cups

It isn’t hard for me to do

Maybe another wouldn’t speak

That way to you

A thousand towns have bled the years

But i don’t leave the sawdust

Smelling like my fear

So don’t speak to me in soft command

Come on and swing me like

A hammer in your hand

A ring of fire

I’d run right through

Tell me to stay

That’s what i’ll do

A heart does race by love or fear

The lights go down they pound

And all else disappears

This isn’t what i thought i’d be

A desperate bully

A funerary melody

A painted mouth

A striped coat

Still go to sleep each night with teeth around my throat

A ring of fire

I’d run right through

Tell me to stay

That’s what i’ll do

Pull up the stakes

Pack up the truck

And let the pigeons battle

For the empty cups

How do we win

We earn our keep

And then we bring down our gazelles

When we’re asleep

So don’t look at me like i’m a man

Do you think i’m standing up

Just because i can?

A ring of fire

I’d run right through

Tell me to stay

That’s what i’ll do

I cannot speak

I cannot eat

Until you come and turn the key