Gristly Words

It's what stays that makes the escape worth, You grab the future as the past goes lost. We're celebrating what you called a fugue I said I'd be following you. On board this merry-go-round Spinning faster than the speed of sound, I saw your jaw bone at work Chewing on some gristly words. But don't you know it girl I wouldn't make you fall. You're so clearly shaped in this blur, But what you said I couldn't tell for sure. I know you're getting deeper in the mood You've got it written all over you. Before we started this war Against the strongholds of our new-born-ghosts I saw your methodical nose Planning all the smallest moves.