Lyric No Medication

Album: SIRENA (2002)


Patience,
hasty
You ll race off the taste of
These precious times
A scattered thing
Wont pay you no mind

Tell me,
slowly
They were the reasons
That was the war
The kind of hurt
Don t hurt you no more

Cos its easy
You re leaving no feeling
Just remnants of revealing
Fragments of the truth
And its allright
If its all run by crazies
There s small consolation
There s no medication
For all of your blues…

Hungry,
thirstin
At a table that s bursting
A privelaged haul
Impressive things
Don t take you no more

Loaded,
shipwrecked
A cigarette,
delicate
Like a lighted fuse
A sullen thing
A furious ruse