Mark Eitzel Mission Rock Resort
Let’s have a drink at the Mission Rock
watch the Oakland lights
across the dry dock
watch the blue, blue sky darken
like an inhalation
over the graveyard of ships
and your conversation
It’s sad when you try and manipulate me
it’s sad ’cause I don’t love you that way anymore
you’re worried if you remembered to use bleach
on a needle
well so what so what
so what so what
so we sit and watch the planes take off from Oakland
and circle gracefully
in a sky so royal and blue
they flash their lights like a jewel
in some pretender’s crown
then vanish forever
hey how’s your Margarita
you won’t be around very much longer
And our talk is useless
it only makes us seem clever
while nothing changes
while nothing changes
nothing changes nothing changes
not ever
If I could talk it out of you I would
if I could beat it out of you I would
but all I can do is
is follow stupidly behind
and watch you you walk
to the ocean in your mind
and there’s always more
always more ties you could sever
and nothing changes
while nothing changes
while nothing changes
and nothing changes
not ever
