Tonight was just the beginning of another hash dream Laced in games of skill/word/style Dawn and rain our only masters We played it wrong but got it right You called it close, leaving me for the kill Buzzards circling overhead tactics got some revision Just to show errors in decisions I used real life depictions Broken mirror glass shattered across the floor Improving both my guile and candor Dancing with my waltzing tongue becoming grander and grander Teeth clenched to hold my dizzy beautiful voice inside my head The girls both kissed me on the cheek, before stealing my tomorrow Before tomorrow stole itself, favors owed cashed in Making tonight's victor, no one