Drew Beskin - The Cut of My Jib

Call it what you see as
The main rope tied
Haven’t found a corner
Art as life
Never ever up to be as
Misery done right
Light speed gonna let you down
Slow canopy
Feel it in my shoulders
Feel it in my shoulders
The dragging kind
Hammered like the nail
Wait just passed the inn
Well how fast
A special moment
To dig the cut of my jib
Call it what you see as
The main rope tied
Haven’t found a corner
You're art as life
Never ever up to be as
Never ever up to be as
Misery done right
Light speed gonna let you down
Slow canopy
Feel it in my shoulders
Feel it in my shoulders
You're hammered like the nail
Wait just passed the inn
Well how fast
The common cold front
The joy obeying
A special moment
Call you up front
And you’re beginning
To dig the cut of my jib

Written by:
Drew Beskin

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