LYRIC FOR SALE

By Jon McKay

Part. 1

I think it is
Appropriate to announce
I've been changing
My mind
On how to clean
The tracks
Beside
Why I couldn't ask
The first time round

Sometimes
It's the reason
Somestimes
It's the season
Not for long
But an
Addition
To the ropes
And the weights
Of my life

Bridge

I know
I divide like a
Sash window in
A surround of
Portland Stone
Gliding by why
My fate is late
In arriving
Over our
Incidentals

Chorus

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
He comes
To collect my
Shadow

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
She comes
To collect the
Rest

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
She can
Unlock somewhere
Somehow

My best
And says'

I'll drop my eyes
Un-bundle my hair
Move a few
Curtains
Stay
When I return
If you ask politely
I noticed, so it's
Second times' need

Part. 2

A life in all
Directions , an atlas
That's been opened
With doubt
In compromise
Why I'm divided
With
Aggregate coated by
The stains now found

Sometimes
It's the illusion
Sometimes
It's the confusion
That I hide
A completion
To the ropes
And weights
Of my life

Bridge

I know
I divide like a
Sash window in
A surround of
Portland Stone
Gliding by
My fate is late
In arriving
Over our
Credentials

Chorus

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
He comes
To collect my
Shadow

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
She comes
To collect the
Rest

When God calls
I will be
Untitled until
She can
Unlock somewhere
Somehow

My best
And says'

I'll drop my eyes
Un-bundle my hair
Move a few
Curtains
Play
When I
Return
If you can provide
Guarantees' pass on
To our seed

Lets move on
Lets move on

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