Fists Can Fly

She's breaking up, the parts alight
The only thing going down tonight
Shadows climb and fists can fly
Out of the air, punching holes in my eyes
Crawl your walls, nurse your curse
You're badly blistered by what you were
Outside of town, hope's burning down
Digging for gold in a field of bones

Scarred with life, too proud to bow
Face the famine, chase it out of town
Two reasons why, four shining eyes
I'd give my arms to see them swimming in the light

Won't win this one, homework never done
The canvas bursts with blood and lust
A masterwork of a mess
Chase my tail in a dress
Should have followed my nose