Uppers Aren't Necessary
lead me through these cities of imaginary trends / something's
gonna be changing come the morning time my friend / as fickle
as these streets are they might not even wait around till then
I've got a lot to loose so come and take it from me quick
everything you loose if it makes you stronger it makes you sick
take these cities from me I'll build buildings up with my own
bare hands / the uppers aren't necessary the guilt is the coal
that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold / that creeps
in every corner crack and never leaves you alone / till the lonely
messengers come calling you back home / the trees are stacked
in rows on the side of the road / stripped of any dignity a birthing
may have had / 100 thousand crucified on the Mojave I-5 line
singers shepherds and salesmen all longing for someone
to kill the joy of wondering and end all their desire
to help them to remember that the road is nothing but a liar
the uppers aren't necessary the guilt is the coal / that keeps
the fire burning to drive out the cold / that creeps in every
corner crack and never leaves you alone / till the lonely
messengers come calling you back / to the red door, cracked
and crooked walk way / the fence impaling the stars / ghostly
keepers lead the way through railroads of abandoned cars
the tracks and city streets cut through like scars
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