Crutch & Cane - Peter Wolf Crier

Somewhere I hear someone they call for you Mama is cooking up a plate for two

Where’s my home?

Somewhere

Safe Where’s my hero?

Running late Where’s my heroine?

She’s in your veins.

Riddles and rambling gambling

With the boys Swollen from smoking away all our toys Where’s our smile?

Where’s our grace?

Where’s the ones

We’ve replaced?

Where’s my childhood eager-to-please state?

I want you I need

you I never really need no one

Except maybe Zanzibar.

J find it now and now but less these days A fearless

failure can sometimes have his way

At my best I am you Not just one all of you You who tore away my crutch and

canc.

I’ll hIm around and check

When time is right I’ll repay all of you when I get mine But for right now have

my breath Save my legs take what’s

Left What is left of me after this day.

I want you I need you I never really

need no one Except maybe Zanzibar