The Sure Fast Story

One hill dig on Nothing Grave

An eye for eye whom no one gave

A tooth for tooth, oh simple hand

Good graces fun it's truth to plan

The gambler holds tight a hollow game

"Stands I alone, who dared to gain"

World of splattered wooden dollars

Their sullied fortunes built of cowards

A lightning game of pick-up-sticks

Sure fast chance to make it rich

To kill it clean of pomp and worry

The Lightning Man, The Sure Fast Story

In another year we can be friends

Behind the times of original sin

In a hut on an edge

Of a 40 foot ledge

Stands a woman who never could fend for herself

Can she fly to maybe run away from self-worth?

She spread her wings and leaned in

To hear the canyon winds sing

Then dropped and hit the ground

They lay where they're found

However much we cry

For the lost desert sky

Turn away, walk away

Twas a sure fast way to die