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