He can still remember laughter through the elevator door,
as he turned to walk four flights down to the street.
For the peace that he required, better the stairs than empty stares.
He flew out the door, but never left his feet.
Looking for redemption and a place to make his name,
knowing he’d have no one else to blame.
You can’t rely on any fool to be irresponsible for you.
Took a turn on 57th and climbed into another car,
with his thoughts alone, still clearing out the stars.
As the afternoon expired, around the curtain she’d display,
presenting herself by a different name.
Just minutes seemed to pass before they stood beneath the glass,
Falling with just one question to ask.
But you can’t rely on any fool to be irresponsible for you.
Charting maps and making drawings, bottles of wine upon the wall,
looking for that final port of call.
And through the time that they acquire, they’ll lose track of all the scores.
Be thankful for those elevator doors.
from Stephen Douglas Wolfe,
released November 19, 2016
Lipless Robot Music (ASCAP)
SDW - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Guitars