I turn another card a feel the night
Roll another pair of die, snake eyes
Nothing but bad news
From this game, it fails to pay its dues
Walk down a haunted path
Like a blade runner, lost in the rain, solemn with the blues.
Find another bar, have another drink
Trying not to look around
To see the avoiding stares as away the rats they slink
They know the score they know my job
I don’t care anymore what they say or think
Blow another skin job away
Deeper into the darkness down and down I sink.
Pay my way, another bottle,
This ones coming home
Walk into a night full of heat and rain, humid storm
In no mood to roam
Think of days, long ago, when I used to walk in fields that once were green
That now are patched and bare, chalk dust, sand and loam.
Lock my door behind me, pour myself a drink
Walk over to the window
Dead eyes looking out, trying not to think
Try not to see the fear, the terror, the realisation of what’s to come
My target stares at my gun, as reality with the bullet hits right home the truth in pain it stinks
Pour another, forget the past, hear my neighbors howl
Hear them banging on the wall, playful in their kinks.
Go rest on the sofa, try to ignore the night
With its madness and its noise
Close my eyes and hope the nightmares will be easy with their frights.
And I think of her, her kiss, given at the last
As I pulled the trigger, her scream as loud as my weapons blast…