Ding Dang
Tim Fite, Shara Nova
You were working for a man
Behind a velvet curtain
You were good and you were certain
What you were headed for
But then snap
Her plan
Kalamazoo
No one behold
He was lying to you
And with revelation
Come repercussions
That have you at your end
In a great snafu
Your arrow bends
Did you set your sights on a target moon?
Did you help in some fickle false fable?
At last he's at the top
Put the diamonds on the bottom
What is a delightful dream
Or better expectation?
All things are not as they are here
That which must be far as it comes here
In a great snafu
It comes by and disappears
All things are not as they are here
That which must be far as it comes here
With a twist or two
Your brimming near to me