Under the Gun

My heart goes out to you
A lover on a night with no moon
I learned to fill out gaunt limbs
Like parrot lady at Lake Michigan
Troubled by a troubled life
We hover blurry and glassy eyed

We passed this way before
We said this then
Under the gun we run

My heart goes out to you
Your puny savings blown

The parrot lady at the ball mask
A boy steps carefully over the grass
The lizard looking up at me
Is so goddamn Disney

We passed this way before
We said this then
Under the gun we run