I Know

spin your head around been there before supply and demand, I know I know nap-matted hair pair of eyes, deceived, disbelieving a tongue long since fattened of rehearsed exaggerations we could cut a deal symbols of uncertainty these three or four things, I know I know an ached and breaking back broad shoulders shrugged already both arms reaching out for the habitual hug of whoever cause and distraction her carbon monoxide but this is your train, I know I know two fistfuls of mercury untried feet so sterile and an impatient heart still pure far below and high above when withered to dust at last I'll taste real love, I know I know