AND NOW - Written by Carroll Bryant
And now
We can go our separate ways
Live from day to day
Both dwelling in decay
And now
We can heal from all the
fights
Stop skanking with our knives
Run for our very lives
We can’t placate our memories
Love is a monkey shock
disease
Anger lives atop the trees
This isn’t how it had to be
And now
We can rest our hateful words
Lay down our bloodied swords
Baptize the pain and hurt
And now
We can breathe in better air
Pretend like we never cared
Spread ourselves almost
everywhere
We can’t mandate chivalry
Love is a door without a key
Anger mates with misery
This isn’t how it had to be
I can write a thousand ways
of everything I hallucinate
And you were never the poster
girl of malevolent
I can sing a thousand songs
of everything that we did wrong
And that would never erase
the benevolence
I can write a thousand ways
of everything I instigate
And you were the clever one
for entitlement
I can sing a thousand songs
of everything that carries on
And you would never
compromise your consonance
And now
We can make for a better path
Find something that will last
Survivors of the aftermath
And now
We can hold our heads in
shame
Know that we’re both to blame
Winners of a losing game
We can’t fancicate felicity
Love is a bowl without a bean
Anger rules us like a king
This isn’t how it had to be
Love is a yard sale in the
spring
And I would give up
everything
If it could be how it ought
to be
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