The air was thick with lilac
On the day you were born
And crouching there in the corner of the birthing room, The Assassin–
Sworn to messin’ with your groove.
There will be times you're under fire
There will be times you're under fire
And you'll lose you faith, and lose your trust
There will be times you want to lock your heart away
Ah, but don't' let the pad lock rust.
Hang the chains loose.
Oh, and if you have to fall from grace,
Fall from grace with style.
You're only dying to yourself
And it's only going to be for a while,
It's only for a while.
In the midst of sweet disorder
Veiled in bricks and mortar
Standing like a coffin
For the gifted, for the fallen,
Is a monument to the broken,
To the icons who have spoken
Through the haze of drink and heroin,
Crucified from thereon in
Through paint, prayer, and poetry
And Polaroid photography
And croaking song,
From the deep, dark, hungry hollow.
Yes, at 23rd and 7th
Ghosts leave chem trails
For you and I to follow.
And if you have to fall from grace,
Fall from grace with style.
It's only dying to yourself
And it's only going to be for a while,
It's only for a while.
If you have to be a target, be one,
Be one that can move.
credits
from GREGORY HOSKINS,
released November 20, 2020
Kevin Breit, Arrangement, Recording, Mixing, Guitars, Bass, Keys, Bass Clarinet
Gregory Hoskins, Vocal
Davide Direnzo, drums
Mike Stevens, harmonica
Cyro Baptista, percussion
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