Lon Bella

Jesus on the mainline
He’s trying to call collect
Dad gave him my number
'Suppose I should call back
And since I’ve got no plans
On a long term stay
My bus leaves early morning
Why sit around and wait — to die
Serpents in the water
Fogging up the glass
Swimming here since Thursday
Burning through my stacks
And when you find out who I am
Want to turn me into
Someone you’d respect
A smile you can correct
And since I’ve got no plans
On a long term stay
My bus leaves early morning
Why sit around and wait — to die
And when there are no cups to fill
When the sidewalk disappears
You and I will make amends
With the daggers in our hands
They will say I knew him when
Before he once had friends
With a life you would curate
Decided now his fate
We could sit around and wait