Chris Garneau:Castle Time

Men doing men thing times
Chewing candy and tobacco lines
Drinkin' heart puned pints
Tossing nickels and dimes

Their lookin' for an exit signs
Their lookin' for a lucky night
The darken and boring rhymes
Damn their keeping up old times

My teacher died, even the frying pan cried,
Rain fell slowly according to castle-time,
I was only nine

I lookin' for an exit signs
I was lookin for a lucky night
And my darken and boring rhymes
Well face it were living in war times

Let's cry about you
Let's cry about you, you can't
Cry about you

Don't be embarrassed
I won't laugh at you

The river flows north and winds
Travelling south you head wind time
The passers by are not kind
But the sky is sublime

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah