Visionaries - The Blood Arm

Leigh

You’re not sleeping enough and it shows

Your clothes lie dishevelled by the fire

You keep all those sins

Tucked away with ruby rings

Fortune’s your only desire

In the blink of an eye you will be gone

Your portrait is hung

In a mausoleum

Where ancient assassins conspire

There’s no more room

For one so dissolute

Though there you would gladly retire

In the blink of an eye you will be gone

Paranoia

Forces you to sell

All that you held with such ire

Your sister suspects

The train’s about to wreck

Your brother’s gaze is inspired

We don’t argue, we debate

About the subtleties of fate

But lately that’s a bore

So

Leigh

You’re not sleeping enough and it shows

Your infamy grows like a good liar

Every action is struck

With the right amount of luck

Your conscience has gone haywire

In the blink of an eye you will be gone

In the blink of an eye you will be gone

In the blink of an eye you will have won

And I’ll smile