Wednesday, August 18, 2010

861 : 8/18/00 : Burning Coal

What began as a digest of regrets
of so many things beyond all control
what began as a manual of hedged bets
is turning into a burning coal
I dreamed I smoked a joint with the President
and talked about trying to change the law
that had come to be so diseased and bent
it looked to collapse under the weight of a straw
and I dreamed that I was the President
shouldering a burden I didn’t want
trying to stand up for the innocent
wielding a tool so heavy and blunt
this is a digest; I regret nothing
I stand behind every goddamn word
so ask not if the coal is still burning
of that you may rest assured

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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