Elliott Bluestein - The Reckless Poet Lyrics

Sweet boy
Meet me down in Prescott Park
Strange times, yeah

Hum along to the electricity
That gentle current of depravity
Don't say what you don't mean
As simple as it seems
It don't come too easily

High stakes
You burn yourself for your mistakes
Hard times, yeah

You picked me up and I felt so tall
You'd never drop me but I sure fell
My careless angel in suburban hell
Pray do tell
Why you live like you're already dead

It's hard to say
Just what you're thinking
But in your words I'm rapt
Yeah I'm all wrapped up
Lost without loss
We're ravaged by the spoils of time
But time stops moving when you speak
You know you really moved me

From time to time
The reckless poet crosses my mind
His words lodged themselves in my spine
Years pass and so will I
I remember
His mind so stormy
His eyes so wise