Jim Yoshii Pile-up In Focus
Right on cue with your impeccable delivery, alienating
but true.
You laugh and I can’t reply.
Lately I’ve been less than inspired as we cash all the
checks just to barely make rent.
Oh believe me, baby this time the truth will set you
free.
No more parties or platforms, no more sighing for nothing
to say.
The message you left was typically cryptic.
You know more than you’re letting on and I...
what I mean is...
what i said...
I’m speechless.
Hangups are on the answering machine.
The curtains are open, I creep through the door and
you’re already gone.
The wood cracks, the glass smashed, the pain is never
worth the wait.
But oh believe me, baby this time the truth will set you
free.
