Straw Dogs

We skipped a beat
We don’t want to be
Holed up in a golden picture frame

The lover’s dream
Doomed to a cemetery
Locked inside our selfish pride we lie

Just like the last time
We learned some fast rhymes
Like when the straw dogs come
They will bite someone
So take flight my son
Run away

We don’t like this
Open space
Where are our rules to break?

Just like the first time
We learned a cursed rhyme
When the straw dogs feed
They will make you bleed
So my son take heed
Run away