Heading To Washington State
Here’s some more “vicarious” music to remember me by:
Beginnings of a song as of yet untitled, though I am leading towards Suicide King, but not for the reason you think.
Current words (such as they are):
. . .How is it my fault when you held all the cards
and doubled down on the two of (our) hearts?
Now you’re digging (waiting) for diamonds
and maybe you’ll find them, one day
when you stop weilding love like a club. . .
Would you want me to place that bet
When I can’t see more than half the deck . . .?
bye
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And for those who apparently don’t speak English:
Vicarious:
1 a: serving instead of someone or something else b: that has been delegated <vicarious authority>
2: performed or suffered by one person as a substitute for another or to the benefit or advantage of another : substitutionary vicarious sacrifice>
3: experienced or realized through imaginative or sympathetic participation in the experience of another
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/vicarious
Update:
So how is my fault when you held all of the cards
And doubled down on the two of hearts?
Now you’re digging for diamonds
And maybe you’ll find them, one day
When you stop wielding love like a club.
Bridge
Would you want me to place that bet
When I can’t see more than half the deck
I’m willing, not able to go before I’m set.
But you say that we must ante up until we bust,
But I’m sorry, so sorry;
But I cannot stay in this rut; I’ve had enough,
But I wish you good luck on your next turn baby.
Cause I know when to hold them; know when to fold them
So I’m walking away with more than a little change
One more thing: how were you betting with chips that you didn’t bring?
One more thing: what were you expecting? For me to play the suicide king?
One more thing: were you expecting me to play the suicide king?
(More. I need to finish this song.)
Our coffer’s dry, unlike my eyes
But you can’t see you’re bankrupting we.
And I just can’t pay this debt you’ve raised
So as they say, thankfully
I know when to hold them; know when to fold them
So I’m walking away with more than a little change
And you can stay for another run
But after this hand, game is done.