It's pretty good, the wine
The way that we look at
Ten to eight in the morning
Just talking, still awake in
Dawn and dew drinking, thinking
Always...
Remembering the laughs, the time
We got high for seven days down
In New Orleans and it seemed like
No one else knew we were just
The moon and sun in fog before the
Heat burned it away and took
The sleep from tired heads on
Beds of reaching hands, of road trip
Breath and long tall freedom
And then you long
For the days of trippin' down
The long road just reading the
Somebody shoot me soon
I'm tired of over heating, falling
Quick to bending knees and
Broken veins, of always needing
Faith to get to shore and break
All the vows I've made
No time or presence
Of mind to wonder why
No time for questions of
Why I wonder why
Something's wrong...again
The noise shakes the ground
There's a rage in
The crowd and I'm a face
In the crowd, what's your name?
You're sinkin' in the sand
Standing next to me, a river
Running through your pants, afraid
To trust me when my hands
Are helping you
The way that we look at
Ten to eight in the morning
Just talking, still awake in
Dawn and dew drinking, thinking
Always...
Remembering the laughs, the time
We got high for seven days down
In New Orleans and it seemed like
No one else knew we were just
The moon and sun in fog before the
Heat burned it away and took
The sleep from tired heads on
Beds of reaching hands, of road trip
Breath and long tall freedom
And then you long
For the days of trippin' down
The long road just reading the
Somebody shoot me soon
I'm tired of over heating, falling
Quick to bending knees and
Broken veins, of always needing
Faith to get to shore and break
All the vows I've made
No time or presence
Of mind to wonder why
No time for questions of
Why I wonder why
Something's wrong...again
The noise shakes the ground
There's a rage in
The crowd and I'm a face
In the crowd, what's your name?
You're sinkin' in the sand
Standing next to me, a river
Running through your pants, afraid
To trust me when my hands
Are helping you
Sunday Always hard to get to sleep when Weird noises are implying threats On cold sheets I sweat On any ot...
One more astronaunt in black sking of universe One more travelin man With heavy tired eyes feeling co...
A worn old suitcase so what if it s broken hopeless a little odd in a splash of autumn on drugs holding a...
hey alright that killer s overpaid I never liked avenging angels how good are they that killer s got it made who s ...
A chair in the corner One leg broken And a whisper in the hall There s frustration Another walk around th...
Given good ground to walk around on It would mean so much to me to see Things for my still young self or ...
This man May have a shitload To prove He s got to settle a score Against the groove Infinite orgasm Like endle...
Not yet sonic But I d like to reach the point Where I can say Yes I am But it always seems to be About se...
I could settle down then take it slow do the right thing and gain twenty pounds before next spring when senses...
Snowin in July My girls mouth on my toes Complainin old ghosts In bedsheets of love Christmas In my le...
