Airship

Even if I was in the mood,

She would snore, and would be rude
On the unicorn of the cheap

Russian champagne.

So I’m just watchin’ the ceiling,

Don’t givin’ a shit to what I’m feeling,

With the bottle I think I’m going to beat the pain…

All my wishes are fulsome,
Didn’t ask any of them, to come,

The wind blows the white snow of the heart…
I should have a big-big sail,

But I couldn’t find for sale,

Who will sew it for me …to depart?

If you need thread, take my veins,

Mix with yours, the bunting gains

Weight with every beat of the two hearts.

Our words gonna be the mast,

They disappear soon, but we must
Strongly cling, ‘couse with these our ship flies.

I just want this drab picture,

To make a row sometimes with her,

And don’t believe, this all can end someday.

To fall into the effing mud,

If after someone in the tub
Hoses it down, from, and just for me.

She doesn’t need a rockin’ horse,

And none of her words is false,

This girl uses her brain to see, too.

If I fall asleep on the mat,

On Saturday mornings, when she gets
Up she’d laugh instead of the “Fuck you”

All my wishes are fulsome,

Didn’t ask any of them, to come,

The wind blows the white snow of the heart…

I should have a big-big sail.

But I couldn’t find for sale,

Who will sew it for me …to depart?

I just want this drab picture,

To make a row sometimes with her,

And don’t believe, this all can end someday.

To fall into the effing mud,

If after someone in the tub
Hoses it down, from, and just for me.