The Other Splash

you can walk away from a poem

you can ignore that part in a song

you can tell yourself that it doesn't matter

and you'll probably never be wrong

you can miss a line or

simply skip a rhyme

adjust the structure

and manipulate time

but you can't skive lines in a story

you can't simply miss a bit

or catch up with that later

the line the flow must be preserved

you can’t hide it you can't hide it

you can't tell yourself that it will be ok

a twice forgotten once verboten soliloquy

a song of times sold to a second

a vice acquired and never renounced

never discovered and never recovered

an addiction and an affliction

possibly pre-defined contradiction

a messerschmicht factory full of friction

just need a body made for fiction

and i can't understand what

what any of this means to me

i don't understand this complimentary

cause nothing comes for `free

everybody has to pay

of that you can be assured

no debts left unsettled

but you can't skive lines in a story

you don't get to put your two bob in

you can't take it up

you can’t fake it up

you can’t rake it up

instead ya let me break it up

rattled like ya made it snake it up

you can't tell me it’s this when it's that

there is no freeze-frame

no free roll no rename

this is not an RPG i am not an NPC

i don’t need an FOI just to see the OC

don't even need to see in the dark

i just need to see

need to see that fragile spark

to see that special light

splash on the plain

again