Intolerance

Flaking like an old paint chipping Like a dowager shaking Like a subway rolling Like a flower and I'm using all of my senses you know I am I'm using all of my senses Freezing like an icicle bending Like a rain cloud rumbling Like a sidewalk mending L

I don't want to be hostile. I don't want to be dismal. But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existence either. See I want to believe you, And I want to trust And I want to have faith to put away the dagger. But you lie, cheat, and steal. And yet I

Jimmy gave me the number Jerry gave us a place to stay And Billy got a hold of a van And man we moved in the very next day To twenty-five forty-one Big windows to let in the sun Twenty-five forty-one Well I put down the money And I picked up the keys