Damn

Damn Cracks in the mirror, six views of a broken face reflecting Things seemed so clear, got muddy when I started inspecting Run your fingers on the edge, careful not to cut your finger No time for jumping off the ledge, close your eyes turn off the ringer There’s a perfectly good explanation, wait for the full story Save the doomsday machination, or you’ll just end up sorry Hard to steer the car from in back, don’t be afraid to grab the wheel Fingers bleeding from rubbing that crack, sometimes the pain gets too real Chill the water, and make sure the glass is clean, time to erase this pain with a spark I’m tired of all the troubles we’ve seen, fix your eyes on the glowing cherry in the dark Exhale and tilt your head back and smile, could be worse, maybe once more in the fire Do my best to forget about this curse, close my eyes and dream of swinging the tire Tomorrow’s another day you know, no way it could get worse than what we’ve seen Wash that finger, bandage it before you go, hurts now, but it gets worse if you don’t keep it clean Damn Tim Windisch 05/21/2024