Parachute - Two Loons For Tea, Pat Mastelotto, Brad Houser

She wants to glide in a parachute

Paper-thin

She feels so large up there

Looking down at them

Oh, fire up the forgiving

You, are you dead or living?

Another day, another fifteen cents

Where is my tiger, he?

s over the fence

You never tell her

What she needs to hear

Just keep her guessing

You fill her up with doubt and fear

Oh, fire up the forgiving

You, are you dead or living?

Another day, another fifteen cents

Where is my tiger, he?

s over the fence

You, with your loud pride

Mixed with Haitian rum

You with your sidestepping

The decay of your love

You sit and smoke with a stranger

Don?

t stay too long

I know that you said she was crazy

But you needed someone

Oh, fire up the forgiving

You, are you dead or living?

Another day, another fifteen cents

Where is my tiger, he?

s over the fence