he’s my moment man in his one armed band

banging away for freedom

wish I had a dollar instead of a tear drop for every time he said

I don’t

for every I can’t

for every I won’t

wish I had a dollar for every time

I’d buy him a ten-foot yacht boat

I’d buy him a wee-wee little billy goat

to say thank you my moment man

thank you my guru of the now

if you’d let me stay in the future and the past

then I’d still be listening for my dreams in some strange man’s words

and holding out my arms to anybody smart enough to say I need you

thank you my moment man

you banged your message into my heart

you marched yourself as far away from me while you lay down in my bed

moment man if I could speak words to you

I might say thank you

I might  say fuck you

but for sure its gonna be

just be you my moment man

just be you

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