The Stockholm Robot - Novocaine Smile

 The Stockholm Robot - Novocaine Smile


We jumped off the speeding train
the one sped in circles heading nowhere for a fee
we hobbled along with the field brakes and springs
with some tourniquets on our knees

we snuck by the man asleep at the base of a tree
with a gun in his hand

we stepped on the criss cross branches and fell ten feet deep
and we realized it was part of his plan

he peered over the edge
then ashed his cigarette in our hair
and shook his head
he cussed up a storm
and said he'd caught the wrong ones
and we should thank God that we weren't dead

so we did


somehow we learned
to smile at the rain
as it was pouring down
pouring down 

and all the rest of life's little tests
were washed away
into a puddle
for someone else to step in

for someone else to step in

for someone else