Red Ink

This is red ink
Brutal love note
Not enough belief
Not enough hope
A lot of love though
See love grows
Enough goes on
Is it enough though?

Real love is what I need it to be
Or something equally deep

Like belief in a dream
Signing on the dotted line
Is what they're eager to be
But tell me this
How the hell can you be free on a leash

It's funny how some people agree on a fee
But then they never honour the promise
That's feeble and weak

Always up to par
You could catch T on the green
A bunch of onlookers saying
Wow he's a machine

Heart on my sleeve
All the people can see
I lay my cards on the table
You can read 'em and weep
In the deep end asleep
Meaning comatose, home alone

Still I roam a zone
Distant and overload systems
The piston that makes the engine run
Boy I muddle but I still stay slicker than an oil puddle
Avoid the rubble
Stepping over wreckage
From a place where we read about death over breakfast
The news is getting too depressing
Check the other channel

I feel the dirt in my pores
Pass the fucking flannel

Weight on my shoulders
I'm so crushed and mangled
We need to hone the vision now
Open up the angles

When I put the pen to a page
And jot down a phrase
You know I try and put my all in it

See I'd never hit the booth just for the sake
With nothing to say
Man there'd be no point in recording it

I'd rather call it quits
So when the metronome's ticking in my live session
It's important what I write
Leaves a right impression
Red ink scribed with the crimson in the fountain
So everything we've written is nothing short of astounding
Surrounded by a thousand others
All trying to spit a rap
And you give me the time of day to that I tip my cap

Raise my tipple
Grateful, more than a little bit
Just to hold your attention feels like a privilege
We in the midst of a musical scene
That is fast food
Shelf life a couple of weeks
Getting bored and I'm wanting more
Cause when they press record
It sounds like it's all way past its best before

Rest assured that's not the case when I rock a stage

Whether it's for a wedge or a little pocket change
It's heartfelt
From the solo to the guest appearance
And still we're doing this regardless of who gets to hear it