Robbing the ForgeThe wordsmithRobbing the Forge by pachunka
red stars into the air
I collected the sparks [ow, ow, ow]
And wrote you this poem
Staying AwakeThe night is my mistressStaying Awake by pachunka
But she will never come back
She's in love with the stars
She will chase them forever
I will chase her
And never sleep
Sleep sleep sleep
Cushy CoupThe boardroom chairs are holding a secret meetingCushy Coup by pachunka
Deciding what to do with the humans.
They don't have the guts to see it through.