Cavalcade from CAVALCADE by Tavo Carbone

Everything went wrong with you.
I'm singing the same old song into a microphone.
No one I know knows the truth.
It's all gone to smoke in a private alleyway.

It's times, at times; all the time.
There's no ear to hear my heart beat for a kiss.
Are you listening to your own?

Somewhere there's a carrot hanging over a hungry dog's head.
He won't make it to the river with rocks in his paws.
So just ignore the kettle when its scream fills your house,
Don't go bottling private steam on Sundays
While bachelors tan beachside, Mirrors flood the sidewalks;
On evening's fork some have come face to face with themselves,
And you can tell.

It's times like this time.
Romeo and Juliette should've listened to their parents.
Are you sleeping? I am still.

Everything wrong went with you.
The dew will send what the drainpipe couldn't keep downstream
From the fog, any minute now.
No one asks about you- What's left to say?

The whale is now a horny toad, harpooned at the throat.
If you're out you're in, you've done a terrible thing.
You can make all your wishes on another man's washes, but
Don't come back any minute now. Any minute now.
Any minute now. Any minute. Minute. any. Any minute now.

• Experimental Folk
• Folk
• OldTime-y
• Songs
• United States