Halley's Comet

The blinking neon sign
In the world outside
Is an understated sigh
And it peels my eyes
I'll have one more glass of wine
In a whole lifetime
And the guillotine will glide
My way tonight

I'll be honest I feel over rated
This I promised, not exonerated
Halley's Comet, come uncomplicated
Panic; vomit, missing signals

To the middle of the night
Goes the old march fly
No more waving, no goodbyes
No grace alight
I have one more chance to fire
Arrows into the sky
If they land I'll leave and I
Will be alright

I'll be houses, I'll be picket fences
I'll be wine and I'll be degustation
I'll be finance, I'll be commonplace and
I'll be honest, I feel over rated
Halley's Comet finds me bloated after
Fifty phony mortgage loan repayments
I'll be over, I feel closer now to
Loosing moorings and to leaving



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Shields, Luke Smith, Ryan Shields
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