The Master's Call

Leave me in this world
For I am not alone
Taking in the evening
Us good old boys
Two stray dogs
Listening for
The Master’s Call
The sticky, Summer heat
A wedding in the shade
You cried into a canning jar
Like perfume come unsealed
Love can be like a tart meringue
A sunburn fading in a lukewarm bed
And time can change most anything
Until you reach the very end
Two stray dogs
Listening for
The Master’s Call