Lost Positions - Barbarisms

The fingernail in your bubblegum

The Charlie-horse that steals you from your favorite dream

There will always be an Eden just over there

The backwards call of the falconer

I want it to be done

There will be a tougher kind of luck

There will be the morning that takes you for a run

I want it to be done

There will always be an Eden just over there

The backwards call of the falconer

I want it to be done

There will always be one more dick to suck

There will be the cat who caught your tongue

I want it to be done

They are the snakes that lick your ears clean

It is your family that won’t believe

It to be done, I want it to be done

I want it to beat on, I want it to be done