Case Studies The Eagle Or The Serpent
Well Scorpio you came in there were not words to take your place
Will it be the Eagle, or the Serpent?
Are you getting any older, though you're closer to the grave
Each day sit like a stranger, waiting in dark places patiently
Waiting for eruption, waiting for creation, awaiting explanation of the mysteries
Waiting on the promise of a life so far away
Waiting for a woman to come and knock upon your door
And you wonder what you want her there for
So now have another glass of wine, another cigarette
For your lips they don't feel pleasure anymore
Could you recognize an honest case, now could you separate
So many lives that you have graced and whispered before
Hungry for connection, or was it just replacement
Falsifying flesh to fit a role that needs to play
Are you lying to reflections
Are the strangers that you find sleeping next to you just shadows of your own self indulgent mind
And now you hear her footsteps falling just in time
Well it's the nighttime and I'm lonely
Well of course you are, she said
Don't you think it's time to introduce yourself
To your hands, they are your hands, your words, they are your words
Expecting to be born is just another sad song
Waiting for an emotion, awaiting reproduction, awaiting conversations with your enemies
Waiting for a time I hope is not so far away
Waiting for the moment you don't sing along
When you don't sing along
We'll go back and tell the children
Do not be afraid, explain to them
This skin is just a mask I wear for now, so I can recognize my voice
It is so heavy, but it suits me so that if I should remove it, what then would replace it?
The Eagle, or the Serpent
