Shiftless cries and tender movements
downturned spirals and off put jokes
snakes with oil and sales with coal
laughs are present but sadness spoke
the heat is rising like waves abroad
the moisture thickens with the boiling
funny how when you run you tire
yet walking slow gets there first
every moment of every day is alive
but it's also dying
you are dead but you are remebering
I remember some good and some bad but most is just a blur
people try to steady their view
hand models sit all around me
they wear gloves during the day
you've got to protect your investment
I like to shake my money maker
discipline inside the soul
art is nothing more than truth
and truth is something that no man knows
until he hears her voice
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