Siren



   Sing a little off-key
   Sing a little like me
   You can pray for a siren to tempt you to sea
   To come and set you free

Two fat lawyers leering down from a forgotten billboard
The Uhaul is closed and shuttered up tight
As a radio plays a sad song dedicated to no one
Can you feel the love in this room here tonight?

Olivier says to say hello, says a big hello
He asked where you're living, and if you're doing alright
As he sucked on a toothpick, peppermint oiled
Plastic beads clickety-clacking on the spokes of his bike

   Sing a little off-key
   Sing a little like me
   You can pray for a siren to tempt you to sea
   To come and set you free

Deena in an all-night laudromat on the east side of town
It's midnight in Georgia, there's no one around
Except a little girl with pink ribbons strewn through her hair
She's fading in the neon light like she just wasn't there

Later on as the summer moon slid by overhead
That ghost of a girl vanished into thin air
As Deena settled her head down on that spinning machine
And had an All-Tempra-Cheer with Clorox kind of dream

And it went "la la la la..."

   So sing a little off-key
   Sing a bit like me
   You can pray for a siren to tempt you to the rocks
   Cause in the end everyone needs to get off
©Mike Runion, 2003
7/22/03