Sink Or Syncopate

[Verse 1] I got a friend who says the end is near There ain’t no time to hold back And he’s feeling good today, he might smoke the whole pack 8:15 and we’re waiting for the bus Then Jake tells me he ain’t waiting for nothing Missed too much All the running and franticness for who for what? He said "I don’t get them folks, they just fit like spokes, I just drift like smoke So to the breeze I go, flow like them concrete roads, roll, I just do my thing" I cleared my throat and said "Okay but know what you throw Everything boomerangs" He said: "save the ten cent zen-isms for the Dopes in the circus tent Time is the only thing permanent and its looking late my friend" So here we are surviving in the city’s vacant ends Where the wild things are and the pavement ends We say come what may one hundred percent [Hook] Here we are looking lost today Trying to find our way Let me tell you about the joy and the hurt And the feeling of being washed away You could swear the whole world’s a stage Another day in the masquerade You can see both sides of their face A day short and a dollar late Here we are looking lost today Trying to find our way Let me tell you about the joy and the hurt And the feeling of being washed away The way the ache permeates Its sink or syncopate I walk with you, you walk with me You won’t find what you want but you’ll find what you need [Verse 2] Hard land, heartland, speeding the plow Grinding all day cops beating him down Big dreams someday he’s going to Reach new ground But he’s smoking all day to even him out We greet with a pound he’s like what up ock Ten to ten I’m up and down this block I said why you let them rocks weigh down your socks Then he looked at me and stopped He said look at the ants doing the downtown dance I vowed to God I’d never bow like that This is what was left for me Call it entropy, glamorized relentlessly This is what the white kids love to buy But they turn a blind eye to the ugly side No help I’ve mouths to feed But you know, die on your feet on Live on your knees It’s like a jungle sometimes, see how the Jackals can hide? They even shackled our minds We grab the saddles and ride One stitch at a time, make a wing from a nickel and dime Side by side until we finally arrive [Hook] [Verse 3] 10 PM, whistle blowing, the day is growing dark I met the homegirl SKS o the bridge at Loring Park We stayed up late drinking, smoking Talking backwards Laughing under a moon of alabaster Looking at downtown smiling That bright battleship on the horizon We talked about dying, legacy, infamy Abandoned industry Feeling strangled, peoples angles We spoke on angels, heaven and hell While the church across the park rang Its twelve o’clock bells And she sighed to herself, another day in the veldt Pulled the dagger from her hip and turned it in Scratched another notch in the cracked Leather on her belt She took a pull of whiskey and said I’ll play The hand I’m dealt And I’m going to get there you know Even if I have to put the feathers on myself Side by side one stitch at a time until we find it, over that line We go side by side one stitch at a time until we Find it, over that line Here we are looking lost today, trying to Find our way Let me tell you about the joy and the hurt and The feeling of being washed away Washed away, washed away, washed away but we’re on our way