Go Slow

Now the dealer smiles so wicked, 

Says would you like to play again?

So you lose your last ten dollars

You couldn't watch his sleight of hand

.

And you say you don't love your lover

And that you haven't for awhile,

But you can't afford to leave him,

You take a shot and force a smile

.

You see the girl standing in the shadows,

But she doesn't try to hide

She's out working for a living,

And she needs just one more high

.

Now the prophet is dead and buried

And all those who heard his call

Must grieve for all the children

Who had no vote to voice at all

.

You.  You've forgotten your assignment

As you stumble through your life

But there's a photo you keep hidden

In your boot beside your knife

.

The way she dips her head in rhythm

And she clicks her left toe down

Reminds you of another

In another life and town

.

And you find that you're a sinner

And you'll never be a Saint

So you just can't go on pretending

To be something that you ain't.

.

Now we can spend all day debating 

On what is wrong and what is right

But in the end it doesn't matter

Once we step into the light