Dust In The Gold Sack

Stay alight
A night on the turnpike
Like the crunch of the black ice
And the buzz of the semis
Noisy blare
Ash in your long hair
You glare at the cracked scene
Out a foggy window
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack
Black tights and life retrospective
Your text is objective
And you’re all alike
We’ll come back seven years later
To a green alligator
Painted under the viaduct
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack
Back and forth
To Bedford and Nostrand
You set things in motion
While I drive you home
English words booze overnighted
Your grudges unrequited
And we are defective
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack
Cracks in the ceiling
Above us
Like dust in the gold sack