it opens with a violin slowly bowing its premeditated plo… stalker lurking in darkness waiting for a victim to stroll by the verse comes out quick

the way mom and aunt kim would get… when the video would come on mtv i thought “that’s the life for me” singing for the working class

in the name of what whispers we sing softly the final song of the end of the w… as a lullaby to each other and minor melodies pass over our l…

he keeps it bottled for days like these vintage destinies rush toward the… breaths of dead fruits inhale deep… and he drowns himself in their req…

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting

san francisco lesbian bitch pulls no punches tells you what it is

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…

last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin

i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…

love digs graves all around the world but i used to

voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news