Bolt Action

Man at the crossroads with a voice of anticipation
He’s playing Elmore James and reciting Lamentations
I am one
I am two
To whom
The stroke was due
Up here in this tower for 48 hours
Without food or drink or water
Maybe I oughta
Maybe I oughta
Try to remind yourself
Tell yourself it doesn’t really matter
Why are my lips so blue?
My pulse ever getting shallow
Didn’t hurt?
Whatever do you mean?
Didn’t feel
A thing
Up here in this tower for 48 hours
Without food or drink or water
Maybe I oughta
Maybe I oughta
I know I can hear it, if the truth be told
Step right up and pop the trip-wire soul
My bolt action
My dissatisfaction
Oh, up here in this tower for 48 hours
Without food or drink or water
Maybe I oughta
Maybe I oughta
Maybe, maybe I oughta
Oh, maybe I oughta