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Bulletproof Guitar 1 The sidewalk’s scrolling sideways with ads in the rain Neon prophets preaching all about their bandwidth pain I heard coyote trade truth for a trending lie While the moon live streamed a glitch in the sky The clocks are coughing up their seconds like dust And the future, running late on a bus called Trust Sprinting from the weapons, snipers near and far w/ safety of the slung shouldered bullet proof guitar 2 There’s a barcode sunrise over the interstate This coffee tastes like compromise and smells like fate The headlines howl like alleyway dogs Chewing yesterday’s bones, cowered in the fog Politicians play poker w/ prepared decks While poets write prayers w/ unpaid checks I heard silence screaming through a phone booth ajar Vibrating these strings of my bullet proof guitar 3 an influencer crying in a ring light glow Selling lost & loneliness in a 30 second show The algorithm dances like a carnival snake Hypnotizing hearts for attention’s sake I saw love get filtered, cropped, and trimmed Until I couldn’t recognize what it had once been So I’ll blend some chords, open mind &heart these tears and songs poor from my bulletproof guitar 4 There’s a war between the loud, loved, and the lost Between the free and the bought at cheaper cost I’m scrolling through ruins with a frown on my face Like a tourist heads down in a digital disgrace But somewhere a melody slips through the cracks Like a ghost train running on outlawed tracks Or On the old trail of a bootleggers car It just rides the ribs of a bulletproof guitar 5 When the noise gets heavy and the night gets mean When the truth feels haunted and the lies look clean I tune my mind to the strings on soul street to barefoot saints and the broken beats. Humbly healing, the futures’ fall from proud Not dumbing down to the digital crazed crowd The stats may say I’m reckless, that I took it too far I’m bold & born to bend sound through a bulletproof guitar 6 One day the servers will go dark and cold And silence will cash in what the noise once sold We’ll remember fire, stone, tide, and breath And songs that stared straight into death I’ll leave this tune like a chalk outline On the courthouse steps w/ some borrowed time No monument, brand, no bright starry plough Just stories, within song, within a bulletproof guitar 7 I got a bulletproof guitar slung low on my spine Strings strung tight with slow stubborn time You can fire your fear, though you can’t shoot sound… And this old song still won’t go down Freedom feels like it’s flowing, fleeting through the dark Some of us are retreating , filtering remarks Yeah the world might bruise me, leave me lost & scarred But I play it loud on my bulletproof guitar 8 Yeah I got a bulletproof guitar, as a shield, with no gun Just six steel strings and a human band of one If the sound is a storm, I’m a bolt in the dark strummin truth into a world in need of a spark Cracked and crumbling scorned society polar politics divide & supply the need for rioting When the dust settles down you’ll hear the sound of freedom far A song still breathing from a bulletproof guitar