Word Thingys: Salome Strangelove
Up before the dawn, the cold is unforgiving
The coffee’s too weak, but it’s warm
Out the door, still dark, time to make a living
Ten and two into the storm
Old coat’s getting thin, it’s seen so many Winters
The tools are worn, they’ll have to do
Wood’s too cheap — it’s brittle and it splinters
Just gotta work with what they give you
Someone really should have told you: there’s more to life than being strong
That steel inside you can’t keep bending; it’ll break before too long
And someone really should have told you: it’s okay to say you’re wrong
Not every hill is worth defending; it’s okay to just move on
Time’s a fixed wheel, it’ll cheat you and short change you, best just lean into the spin
It’s a hard road, don’t make it any harder; never too late to begin
Take in a smoke, even though you know y’ shouldn’t
But it’s a vice and it’s committed
Think of all the times you tried to quit but couldn’t
Back on the grind, no restin’ for the wicked
Clock out late, the way home’s feeling lonely
The sky is grim, it’s weeping snow
Your phone rings out — it’s not her — oh, if, only…
At least you’ve got the radio
Someone really should have told you: there’s more to life than being strong
That steel inside you can’t keep bending; it’ll break before too long
And someone really should have told you: it’s okay to say you’re wrong
Not every hill is worth defending; it’s okay to just move on
Time’s a fixed wheel, it’ll cheat you and short change you, best just lean into the spin
It’s a hard road, don’t make it any harder; never too late to begin
A meal, a beer, a game, it gets so late so fast now
You think it always wasn’t so
Used to race that old V8 till the moon howled
Still don’t feel that long ago
So many things you know you’d like to change
Alone in bed no peace or slumber
Wonderin’ if it’s all too lost to rearrange
Wonderin’ if she’s changed her number…
(Interlude into bridge)
Up before the dawn, the cold wind bites and rakes
You’re not sure how much more’ve it you can take
Maybe someone should have taught you how
Would you have listened before now…
Someone really should have told you: there’s more to life than being strong
That steel inside you can’t keep bending; it’ll break before too long