You and I

I find delight in empty days

I take my counsel with wine

My own devices have robbed me of reckless leisure

My words will be proven in time

The evening follows me like a blanket

I am less convinced of anything

I don't feel wise but I have learned to love

Culture isn't cheap

If you bite the hands that bleed

You'll end up with blood-stained teeth

You are a lung full of water, and me, I am an appetite

Under the stretch of whether you and I

From harbouring the hardship

Your laugh-lines will be wrinkles

Better the devils you know than don't, I suppose

Don't practice what you preach

A crowd of eyes have never listened to me

I am by no means a visionary but I can see, that

I find delight in empty days

I take my counsel with wine