cardboard and gold

and while you're out there
making love to your wife
i'll be here writing
the soundtrack to your life

beginning with the bittersmoke
of your daddy's cedar pipe
tapering off
into a bleeding purple night

your beat box brain's
ashamed and soaked
drowing in the white
that over took it yoke

your democratic dreams
have lost their right to vote
falling from the look out tower
into the castle's murky mote

you think you're alone out on our own
closing your eyes to the one who will hold
brave overtones we're soft but we're bold
building our empires of cardoboard and gold
cardboard and gold

and while you're out there sharpening your knives
i'll be here humming the soundtrack to your life
sending the bees back to their broken hive
you don't need the sting just to prove you're alive

and while youre out there
making love to your wife
i'll be here singing
this world's alright
beginning with an overdose
of spectacles and sights
winding down with dusk's blurry light