Descending - The Black Crowes

Have mercy baby

I’m descending again

Open your eyes

This time it’s sink or it’s swim

No sermons on ascending

No verdict on deceit

No selfish memorandum

No confusion for me Curses

Curses and clues

A feast for fools

Have mercy baby

And hand me downs

It was just a few years ago

You’d hand me ups and map

Right out of town

But I would let it slide

Like mercury

Silver and quick

Poisonous and deadly

So deadly