I love you, you love me and life is true in no need of similie.
and what about bread, and what about the bare necessity?
it all is born through two parties spilling wine on wintered skin.
Give me business, give me meaning for I love and have the will to live.
The glass door closes but my friend and I do know we may break from words
that linger in minutes that burn with no necessity.
because we love, because we fly because we know that in our hearts we have
that sigh
that sigh of love, that sigh of work, that sigh of bye
we have no reservation with the word "fuck off"..
but we speak kind though we speak true and yet we manage to lie in truth
because we lay in calls prolonged or contracts that could never have been signed off
but still we love, and yes we love, each other, those two men and the world too,
believe we do...
maybe we will party, maybe we will do business
surely we shall fly... we have been flying
this year much higher is what we are trying..
