The Laughing Heart

The pilgrim gawks at the crowd beneath his face
A friendly little world you and I recreate
A dead swing in an overcoat
Drinking wine at noon
Then we can see a show
I feel like a cigarette
And I really need to go bed
The laughing heart stops an starts
Back at your place how it has changed in many ways
I know I've made a big mistake
Varicose veins
What a I supposed to do with a friend with no name?
Watch him grow?
Come down in my room like spiral of smoke
Like a spiral of smoke
Like a spiral of smoke
Parties, presence, boring again
I thought you needed to leave?
Sometimes happy
Always finding a reason you didn't sleep