Weak in the Knees - Electric Bard

Rubber soles eroding the waiting clinic tile A nervous phantom in an antiseptic aisle A sudden wail piercing the quiet drone Melting the marrow straight out of the bone Two seasons later by the parlor rug Tiny hands reaching for a painted jug Attempting verticality without a net The earliest installment on a downward debt Ligaments surrendering to the sudden weight A quiet buckle at the hinge of fate Catching the furniture before the room spins Sinking to the carpet where the span begins The Mortal Scaffolding Betrays A Hidden Flaw A Sudden Yielding To A Universal Law A Heavy Gravity That Nobody Foresees Leaving The Architecture Weak In The Knees And the hours fail, And the posture falls, And the clock advances, And respite evades the call A stammering suitor by the market square Catching the fragrance of a passing head of hair The stomach plummeting, the cartilage dissolved As every certainty around the heart revolves A hemisphere away beneath a rotting green Raw recruits surveying a brutal combat scene Boots hitting mud just as the canopy ignites A fearful shudder underneath the tracer lights Ligaments surrendering to the sudden weight A quiet buckle at the hinge of fate Catching the furniture before the room spins Sinking to the carpet where the span begins The Mortal Scaffolding Betrays A Hidden Flaw A Sudden Yielding To A Universal Law A Heavy Gravity That Nobody Foresees Leaving The Architecture Weak In The Knees As the hours fail, As the posture falls, As the hours advance, As beyond begins to call Ascending concrete after working double shifts The weary earner pausing as the shadow lifts A sudden waver on the final terrace stair Inhaling deeply of the heavy autumn air Six men arrayed around a polished timber case Carrying lineage to a quiet resting place The vanguard faltering as the widow bows her head A sudden yielding to the density of lead The Mortal Scaffolding Betrays A Hidden Flaw A Sudden Yielding To A Universal Law A Heavy Gravity That Nobody Foresees Leaving The Architecture Weak In The Knees As the hours fail, As the posture falls, As the hours advance, As beyond begins to call The mortal scaffolding betrays a hidden flaw A sudden yielding to a universal law A heavy gravity that nobody foresees Leaving the architecture weak in the knees When the hours passed, Once the posture falls As the hours advanced When beyond began to call