Two Coins

I stick loneliness, you lips

and the two coins of your eyes

into my pockets

well the train skates into

Port Henry late Sunday

sometimes when I'm riding high

feeling fine you know there's something

troubling yah, troubling my mind

so I reach into my pocket for some

small change

I reach into my pocket for some

small change

I want bones like iron blood like mercury

so I can tell you when I'm rising

and when I'm sinking in

we're gonna take it to the people

hey let's drink from the cup

share some luck

go ahead and laugh cause it don't cost much

no, no, it don't, don't cost much

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I stick loneliness, your lips

and the two coins of your eyes

into my pockets