Marian Call - Perilous Road Lyrics
Parables rich with the riddles you'd wrestle with if you'd read them throughBut light leaks through these lines and fictions fail my designsMy pen will not obey – my characters don't stayAn avalanche rolled across the one road between us and townSo we stayed and we played with the bones and we watched the sad solstice sun go downStuck in the silence of acres of snow, tempting the tokens you tookAnd you want to get back to your drinks with the boys and I want to keep writing my book'Cause I'm where he said she said no – and she said he shouldn't goI know what they'll decide – I'll steer their words arightBut if your wheels get to weavin', if you drive like you're drunkYou can blame it on the ruts in the roadAnd if the big bad guys tail ya, if the little ones honkThen just lean into your staggering loadIt's a perilous roadI want one more chance, an allowance advance, I want absolution tooSo they'll stay and they'll weigh all the good times and bad and they'll talk the matter throughI'll make them both make nice – I'll clear the mud and iceI'll send them home tonight – and she'll sit down and writeDisplacing her curses on second/third persons she'll fill three pages of mineWe'll write about writers who can't seem to right the reveals outside the linesStuck in the silence of acres of snow, struggling to structure the bookAnd they say that by now the way out may be cleared, and I don't think I like your lookAnd we'll bury bones beneath our layers of make-believeBut my pen will not obey – my characters won't stayBut if your wheels get to weavin', if you drive like you're drunkYou can blame it on the ruts in the roadAnd if the big bad guys tail ya, if the little ones honkThen just lean into your punishing loadAnd if you're rollin' too fast, if your exit's just passedYou can blame it on the ruts in the roadAnd if you're runnin' too hot for the lamp oil you broughtThen just lean into your worrisome loadAnd if changes come slow, love, the farther you goBlame it on the ruts in the roadAnd if your story don't follow that old plot you borrowedJust lean into your staggering loadIt's a perilous road
