Keeping guarded in the underground
Saving smarts for the showdown
Drawing blanks with empty wells

Leaving traces painted gray and black
Coloring canvas tan
Apparitions in the wings

Always keeping up when the chips are down
Laughing wryly at the thought of a blood spill
All we want from all we need is gone

Captions marked on a Polaroid
Hauntings imposed null and void
Showing signs for sympathy

Intervening intravenously
Getting well for well's sake
And waking up in Rochester

And we see all the risings
And we feel all the writhings
And we’ll see all the linings
And we'll cede the scour

Keeping all the answers saved up