Becoming A Jackal

The most familiar room Every implement was leading to you And your homely sense of dissaray - Never once the same - always rearranged But things would never change In the scene between the window frame Where the jackals preyed on every soul Where the

Farewell to my only friend - you've been so good to me Now the carnival has ended, let's set the tigers free The spring was always early and the winter never came But since I got this hunger it just hasn't been the same # I'm leaving for the great wi

The bus was late And forced us all to congregate - Twenty-seven strangers made to stand and wait The time went by The sun went down, a baby cried I just stood in line But there is no queue - No stagehand saying what to do And you are me and I am you