The Coyote

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Pain farms with their non-urban romances With sonic maidens who cite Rimbaud Scarf-wrapped earrings without chances Of restitution in the arms of the cold Alone is a coyote, scratches carefully Down the vacant streets of storefront tombs Alone is a coyote who dances madly With anyone who ritualizes under the moon [Verse 2] That pain is lost in the womb of promise A paradise found in the dying guilt Blaming all in the tomb of compromise In the precise wound that it helped to build Alone is a coyote, suffers openly Vinegar to the lips of dying flesh Alone is a coyote who acts majestically On that stage of countdown when his life is a mess [Verse 3] And the torch is set to the sweet pavilion Where the ladies dangle their husbands On diamond-studded leashes worth millions In the fine print of contracts of understand Alone is a coyote who left all behind him To chance freedom in the wisdom of a fool Alone is a coyote, changes his mind When the chance comes to break all of the rules [Verse 4] And distance is a metaphor divided in ruin To the victor the ashes, to the victim the crown Resistance is a luxury provided with doom Where the foolhardy fantasize all the way down Alone is a coyote who thirsted so patiently For the moment of truth that betrayed so soon Alone is a coyote who stalks all the graveyards Digging up the promises sworn to the moon
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Credits
- Writers
- Jack Hardy