Brocilo Restoration - dresser

I attribute it to a sudden drop in the pressure
It's not for the lesser
Out in the whispered kisses of streetlights upon
The dark of the southeast night
I walk Maggie and breathe...just breathe right?
Pray on the moisture
Old posters of bands with the shelf life of an oyster
The odometer rolled over forty, style still feeling sporty, rust at the edges, totally normal they assure me
Something was to be expected
Just not sure this was the message
I thought I would find stuck behind the dresser
The company called, they need to see your face
To make sense of the investment
They need to make
My moneys tied to my looks in the mirror
I swirl the glass the past appeared shook in the beer suds

Don't go dishonest into the night
Stay for the promise of a fight

I'm trying to make friends with this
I'm trying to make my mind known
Through designing these sentences
Tongue forked like a hi-lo
In an attempt to please everyone

Always been
My achilles heel
Sidelined until he heals

Always been
My achilles heel
Sidelined until he feels
Better in some way
Veteran of stomach upset on the subway
JFK runway paved the way one way
Saved the day, some say
Save the date
We change from understood to rearranged
We'll again be the same some day

Written by:
Dragan Brocilo

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