The Pelican

every note we scream his name
each times it's differently
a spoken spell of who he'd be
a quarter turn from who we'd see

a character with multiple parts
a tourist through his own self rot
taxi, it's time again
to leave his mess for us to tend

call my friend
call my friend
call my friend again

this time I'm too far gone
I've seen his stance, I've felt her charm
heard him coming home too late
certain then, he found the take

a character with stolen fate
a tourist through his own self hate
taxi, it's time again
to leave his mess for us to mend

he'll wear her clothes and steal her twirl

she'll call a friend
tell the world
we'll scream out
fear has no hold

we see their stance
feel their rot
face these men,
the broken tots

call us then
call us then
always as it should have been
we are friends
shake them out
we're ours again

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