Iggy Pop Posted January 11, 2020 Share Posted January 11, 2020 (edited) Down Way down In the dust, Where the taste of graves dug too soon Never loiters Yet waits for a tongue to accept as morsel Its invaluable and tragic gift The journey home is handed to myth, And legend Pry wide the gate of crooked teeth Make way for the carriage of the burning king As he lifts you out of your body For another night To refuse another fight For, the transient knows that the old bloody road Bears a cost that careers cannot pay "I've done all I can" Says the sick and tired man, As he wipes the death from his unbound hands With youth floating out of two men's eyes, The dust couldn't think to loiter Edited January 11, 2020 by Iggy Pop sabitsuki 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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