$mart Money's On You

Insiders will always be speculating
on one of those lucrative ladies-in-waiting
and trading on the strength of convictions;
But the market proves fickle for all but a fortunate few.
I’ll heed their advice, my honey:
Smart money’s on you.

Investing my Precious, time in this dance to the finish line.
All bets are off in advance in the realm
of romance and high speed chases.
What you characterize as a cake walk
I'm calling a day at the races.
I'm not banking on comfortable futures.
We both know the dividends.
So best plan your moves most cautiously
before you decide to withdraw from me.
There are things for which
none can make amends.
 
Centrifugal force pins me back in my seat
The risks are too dear to mistake it.
I refuse to default in the face of defeat,
but those are the brakes so you take it.
Conventional wisdom tends to suggest
Smart money’s on you and to hell with the rest.

Yeah, old money won't trickle down far
but for the fortunate few.
They're hedging their bets, my honey:
Smart money’s on you.



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Dancing on A Brooklyn Roof Top (For Beatrice)

You could not be a model
prisoner. I see the empty chains
shimmer in the yahrzeit's glow
and I don’t know if I
ought to laugh or cry.
Thanks to you I got life
while you were punished
and tortured for sins unknown.
Now you have been gone
far longer than time served.
I saw you slipping away from here.
I hope you made it
free and clear
and you're dancing
on a Brooklyn rooftop.

wait for the rain

I could move to the east
find a welcome change there
I could settle in the west
I hear there’s home on the range there
Travel north, I’m getting colder
Go down south when I get older
but for now I’ll stick where I am
pointing like a worn weather vane
and wait for the rain:
to make the sky turn grey
wait for the rain
to wash my sins away
wait for the rain - if I can’t be with you
there’s nothing else to do but
wait for the rain.

The men in suits are only carriers

they leave my roots in grave condition,
The clouds roll in like ghostly barriers
We'll all assume the same position,
someday. 
We'll all assume the same position,
someday. 

I could go downtown
and be closer to the action there
I could join up with the carnival
I’m not opposed to the attraction there’s
no shortage of choices
"just take your chances", say the voices
but for now I’ll stick where I am
pointing like a worn out weather vane
and wait for the rain
to make the sky turn grey
wait for the rain
to wash my scents away
wait for the rain - if I can’t be with you
there’s nothing else to do but
wait for the rain



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