The Target in Town
There was a day that started like an engine
when you've been driven to tears in the cold world
even with armor they kill the soul with pointing fingers
and talk of a misplaced person down from the shelf
years I thought heat would grow all kinds of life
or crack open a dream in the center of the moon
there's a window sealed like lips gone white from freight
when what's happening all around you is heartless
on the beaten path take this poverty of speech
to the stray cats and learn to find your own ground.
There was a day that started like an engine
when you've been driven to tears in the cold world
even with armor they kill the soul with pointing fingers
and talk of a misplaced person down from the shelf
years I thought heat would grow all kinds of life
or crack open a dream in the center of the moon
there's a window sealed like lips gone white from freight
when what's happening all around you is heartless
on the beaten path take this poverty of speech
to the stray cats and learn to find your own ground.
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