Is it time for you to settle down?
Yet your tiredness and sad
ness keep my spirits up
And the guns and grief that is in your
heart is what a deputy lives for.
Without you, deputies exist.
No voice to broadcast feelings with
Intuition, luck, and fear
Confusion, age, and sweat, and fear
If you were maybe the new
Mekans
And you, perhaps, a myth bygone
No, they have something
that they can see
And history is there to serve
our cause
Memory, reality, loyalty, idolatry,
money growing on a tree picked by aging old men.
Deputies do not rely, individual unions, imagination, open eyes,
they're the new home militia.
Executive branch in a na tion of one
Exercise our power
To veto, veto, veto, veto
Be the man of the hour
Laws exist like history books
If you can forget how to ride a bike,
you have had a good teacher.
The words are there like a
pretty picture
Hanging on the bathroom wall
At age sixteen you are stealing a mirror
And find a friend beside you
Say your piece incidentally,
and pick a dancing partner
And follow the step,
and don't forget you can use it again later
If we drink, we still think, and we wake up in the morning,
or we stay out all night long.
The righteous path is straight as
an arrow
You