A Conversation With Myself Lyrics

Let's pretend: you be Nero.
There is Rome.
Here is a fiddle.
This is me, dancing.
"When will the joy return to your face?"
"Some have spines, some don't.
Would fabrication be better than none?"
(Fallen measure.)
"How do you want me to answer that one?...
I pick these scabs merely to see if they will bleed,
And they aren't,
Or won't".
Coming at me wearing a mask and a gown I asked,
"What are you supposed to be?"
You say "honestly, I don't know".
"Just give me a reason to wear this skin" was all I could say.
Let's pretend: you be Nero.
There is Rome.
Here is a fiddle.
This is me, dancing in our flames.
What's done is done, it's in the past.
Written in pen, "history" as they say.
The ink is permanent just as is this past,
Faded a little but that's the best we can do for....

I will just impale myself with this pen.

I will just impale myself with this pen.
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Cover art for A Conversation With Myself lyrics by Cowboys Became Folk Heroes

Only one word: Amazing! I think this is my favourite songtext of all times.

Cover art for A Conversation With Myself lyrics by Cowboys Became Folk Heroes

awesome.

Cover art for A Conversation With Myself lyrics by Cowboys Became Folk Heroes

i will just impale myself with this pen. amazing lyrics. way to go.

 
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