come off it, you know you want to start it   just tell it right   come off it, you know you have to drop this   a thousand acre canvas and you couldn’t bear to crop it   i’m a little tired, i'm a little weak   it weighs an ounce in silver, and ten pounds in fresh meat   when she fools you, she fools you in distortion   the night rare topics left us all out in the open   if it lasts an instant, it will smart one week   if it costs a weekend, oh my god oh good grief      i haven’t seen you now for years   i hear you stepping down each step   your body burning through a shuttered glade      i’ll play the listing doctor, righted by the rube,    you play the unkempt nurse, where lighting’s confused   they tangle antlers over all you said you think you could do   which tangle up mine too, but i’ll be back next year,    with a cape and a cane, and my frail restraints   first the actors, then brokers, last the ad-men lose disdain   you got off early, from where ever you’d been   one single flaw, and we’re back at the beginning      i haven’t seen you now for years   i hear you stepping down each stair   a knowing laugh that could defy that place      i can feel it shifting back, from this, from this   i can feel it shifting back, from this, from this   you play the sleeping circuit boards,    i’ll play a rye escort   we could stand outside the din, again, again   we could stand outside the halls, again, again   you might even want me still, you just don’t know how