he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
was afraid of heights until i looked at my back and saw i have wings
we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to
sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul
it was a particularly long day walking around in the Austin heat with too much on my mind i’d avoided the drink though it seemed to call for me fr…
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her
i knew i should not have unwrapped… but my will is weak at the beckon… so i took off your dress and let y… a bursting fruit flavor supplement… made everything else go away
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
i walk as a storm two bolts of lightning in socks shoes laced with thunder
we are all worth more than the bread crumbs they throw u… minimum wages
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons
stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone