In the Money by Matthew Milia
Anyway
Anyhow
If there weren't any yesterday
There's many now
Problems
And debt collectors in the grass
They slither to the motor of their
Rattle-shaking ass
Anytime
Anywhere
If there's any chance
The broken glance
Was truer than the stare
The faceless fucks
In pickup trucks outside your door
Or stuck between the Halloween
Costumes in the store
I'll find you standing there
If I'm ever in the money
Abruptly reappear on you that day
The memory's as clear
As the snow thaws when it's sunny
Or tears that tell me more than you could say
Anyone
Anybody
If there's anything that I could sing
That won't turn soft and bloody
Well, I heard you say that every day
Some power fades
But there's someplace where every trace still
Wickedly cascades
And I'll find you standing there
If I'm ever in the money
Sunlight on your hair and in your eyes
Achingly aware
Of all that's turned so runny
We'll chase it through the morning till it dries
If there's any way
If there's any how
If there's any way
Now
Appears on On the Northline