hit me

surprise surprise
and look what we have here
life preparing me for life
shocking


my stomach is less than at ease tonight
is it the lack of sleep
the deficency of red
the that-time-of-month blues
the unwritten future i see in that man's eyes
the already written past of...
well best not mention it


where will we live
what shall we do
when two become three
and we all get on with growing up
showing up
getting up
figure out this life stuff



when doors shut
other ones open
branding our names with the places we've been
getting the stamp ready for the places we'll be



such minute lessons in one single eyelash
so many tomorrows in one single touch
who knew things would turn out like this
the bets all in, banking on hollow chips



so kiss me now future
take me while i'm able
while i'm willing to do my part
take this anxious heart



fill me with what you must
win or lose
blackjack or bust
i'm playing this hand
my stake is in this man