Esque Songtext
von Rob Bravery

Brother, spill the beans
Just what kind of trouble have you seen
From the vantage of your balcony
Up on the eleventh floor?
From one extreme
To another you are traveling
The abandoned of a born-again
Trying to square things with the Lord

You keep your cash in a carry-on
′Neath the bed
Where the life you were banking on
Died a slow and painful death

Basis need to know
Tied tenor to a fishing pole
For to reel in the ombudsman
For the idiot check


This scheme alone
May render you invisible
Like a mirage, it's a fallacy
You believe in nonetheless
Brother, I′m intrigued
As to whether you can handle me
I was dancing with the best of them
While you fell upon your sword

And I just don't see
Things panning out accordingly
Come the morning I'll be seeking
Alternative number 4

So in the interest of everyone
Hold your tongue
For the thread you are hanging from
Won′t be hanging ′round for long

Brother, you know me
First come and the last to leave
Though we're different, we are speeding
Toward the very same sun
And who should impede
Such tragic trajectories?
I′m a comet from the Kuiper Belt
You're the bullet from a gun