Two Men Power Trip - Or Maybe I Could Lyrics

Hollowed, inwards into the abyss
For fellow tenants of the unknown ville
Crawling, through the narrow river sleeves
The sun refuses to pay the moon it's bill
Horses, gather ducking the piss
Daughters came for boy's happy pills
Arching, her back while I continued to whisk
Away from the doggy before it's all down hill

Reaching the tip of the mountain
Clouds seems so low
Filling the brim of the bottle
The archer forgets it's bow

Failing, to peak towards the hole
The birds mistaken location observed
Fond memories of, stickmen's car towed
The latter had it's engine go for broke
Screwdrivers, to slave myself control
Am I too old?, she said as if I'm cold
She stood still, quietly as my arms fold
I looked and gazed as she sat and looked unfazed

I
Couldn't wait, really
But I
Just could not, do anything
Or maybe
I
Could