All Talk

Another message came my dear The herring moon was running clear From a path I never strayed I made my peace with all delays Lost in the bike tunnel's reverb I got my lungs back ain't you heard All babies grow tall No point remorse You're dumb I've seen the visions once or twice And now I'm done with playing nice In the desert dressed so white I freed my mind up from your kind She told me once I always look so cool I'm done with being last year's fool So I ain't messing with no lover's duel Cause I'm the guy that wrote that Hotel Pool I made you think that I got beanstalks Can't you see by now I'm all talk Take it away, Brian All talk All talk All talk All talk