You fool
You thought you knew
You thought you knew
But what you swore was true
Was just a dream to you
The moon
Plays tricks on you
Plays tricks on you
Unhinging all your pretty plans
When darkness Looms.

Fell asleep inside the train station
Woke up with my neck aching
boot looped through
My back pack strap to protect my precious
Cargo From the small wolves
Pretty little pick pockets not even 8 years old
That’s when the sparks flew
Felling for the comforting lump inside my rucksack
I realize its gone (poof)
Some slender little fingers
Nicked my cabochon jewel
Slipping in while I slept on
Ain’t that a bitter truth
Now what you gonna do
Big man with good plans
Out foxed by an olive skinned cub with quick hands
Its this land,
Seduces you in then runs wild
sunset siren song is just the work whistle of some slick child
it hits mild then it slowly connects itself in my mind
I recall a boy smiling wry but never leaving his blind
I noticed him because I just believed he was surprisingly shy
But he was just sizing me up the whole time.

You fool
You thought you knew
You thought you knew
But what you swore was true
Was just a dream to you
The moon
Plays tricks on you
Plays tricks on you
Unhinging all your pretty plans
When darkness Looms.

Pale in comparison to what she said she’d given back/
Stale as American politics in your tit for tat/
Sip the facts in the form of a pick and axe/
Liquor isn’t optional, it’s sickening to hear it back/
A Byproduct of the five finger discount/
Styling like a mother fucker, focus on the dismount/
Without a doubt, out of my mind and out of Clever quips/
Moonlighting to collect all of her petty tips/
Standing disengaged, misinformed and low on fuel/
Holding up my fingertips in hopes that she won’t tie the noose/
I see the wolves salivating over open flesh/
Soaking up the misery and waiting that I choke to death/
If a dying man coughs in the middle of the woods/
Would a single person hear those ribs break/
Take time to absorb the environment/
Stop and admire it..awake.

You fool
You thought you knew
You thought you knew
But what you swore was true
Was just a dream to you
The moon
Plays tricks on you
Plays tricks on you
Unhinging all your pretty plans
When darkness Looms.