Blue Goose

"Hello, Failure, why not continue?
how's business? mind your own," she will say
there's a bit of last night in the room
as a feeble introduction to today
your friendship lies in bed with her
it's your choice to pick it up or let it lay
which is likewise cool
Blue Blue Blue Goose

the world is wide and it whimpers against
the Boy of a Hundred Tears who expected fun
he listens for her name (could be beautiful)
says, "Make more mistakes I've just begun."
"What ended?" she sighs and the Boy replies
so wisely, "God it's only a setting sun
and it's coming loose,
Blue Blue Blue Goose."

speaking loudly into the sink
like a microphone her words go down the drain
she's got a secret but the Laundryman knows
much much more than her name
sensations of frail are burning her feet
she can see the fire smell the smoke
but she can't touch the flame
she was three years old once
Blue Blue Blue Goose

the Boy of a Hundred Tears steps down
the Brothers Ten take their place upon the shelf
unable to handle their perceptions round the table
she gathers the Eleventh Son of Wealth
she mixes the medicine photos their brains
opens discussion on the state of mental health
and lies of truth
Blue Blue Blue Goose

outside the House of Ill-Dispute
the neighbors park their pick-up trucks of right-hand drive
the children gather up and down around the block
every night from eight to five
to them she speaks from her ouiji board,
"These fingers on the string if they're alive
then they've got a use."
Blue Blue Blue Goose

she used to be direct what happened to her faith?
it circles reels feels it cannot stand
or maybe it can, the love-electric
sends its message, "Close circuit your hands."
take the boys for a dollar unbutton their collars
but all that grabbing will never get your man
it'll get you a fool
Blue Blue Blue Goose

so girl, take flight tho your wings are tipped
and the crypt that stores your extra pair
has been your nest of stone
migration will get you nowhere fast
you haven't been before as an invited-welcome geust
the law of average says you'll score
no more no less until you find another home of rest
I'm talking to you
Blue Blue Blue Goose

"Goodbye, Success, rhymes with drag
the Eleventh Son's in the bag," she will say
quite forgetting the Brothers Ten
and the Boy of a Hundred Tears from yesterday
and Tomorrow's Child, the Dragon,
who will melt the ice and chilly frost away
from her crimson egg
Blue Blue Blue Goose



Credits
Writer(s): Tucker Zimmerman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link