Good Intent
You heard the crickets of the early eveThey lurk around the opening in two's and three'sClementine told you not to move with the breezeI'll take you down to places where we dare not speak
The red light in the doorway says she's armedBut boy go try your luck and you might get passStep into the dwelling of the liger's mouthPeer into the panic for a kick and swellYou know you shouldn't be there but it's way past bedThere's comfort in the fingers of your good intentYou know you shouldn't be there but your money's all spentYou've got your reputation and your good intentYour good intent
Out to feed that habit when you've sowed that seedNothing made you feel out of the ordinaryBut the air turns sombre and the night took heedTook you on a waltz of hypocrisyShe broke your bones, now you're lying in the dirtThe shadow of a hunter under your tortureIt's not enough to say, it's not what's in your heartYou've tainted every moment till death do we part
I know you didn't mean it, boy you meant so wellThe pennies are cascading down your wishing wellI know you didn't mean it when you counted to tenYou're slipping through the fingers of your good intent
I know you didn't mean it, though you meant so wellThe pennies are cascading down your wishing wellI know you didn't mean it when you counted to tenYou've got your reputation and your good intentSuch a good intent
It's not enough to hope for the bestIt's not enough to lie there on a breastThe liger's on the prowl now you've pulled its stringsOne false move and soon you're playing dice for a-