Red Sky

You can’t say “Yes” if you can’t say “No”
You can’t sit still enough to watch them grow.
How are you? Been looking down, what’s up?
Been drinking fire from a purple cup.
The moon is in Venus and Venus is inside
giving all the lonely ones a reason to hide.
And banging on the bins in the alley of thesods.
And Hanging from the limbs in the valley of the Gods.

Red sky, yellow line, apple pie, friends of mine
this time, this war, this time, this war…

Sand through a drinking glass. All eyes for two.
Watching two get married and turn the sky to blue.
Inside and outside, the birds are flying far.
this way to the bowery boys. Ready your scars.

Red sky, yellow line, apple pie, friends of mine
this time, this war, this time, this war…