Where the lonely wolf roams
so the lady calls her home
if ever a song she sung
it failed to fill her lungs
beholden to none
unknown in a hum
what's done is done
now dare not cast a stone.
Glass bones
Glass bones
my house, my home
Glass bones
bums dome
brings a nomad home
when the fire burns
mix the heat and the dirt
form a body of earth
for the gods to insert
with terra-cotta clothes
the essence of one
glass bones
glass bones
my house, my home
glass bones
Wolf skin wrap
buried home
what once was above
is now below
hollow head
hollow coat
hollow breathe
hollow notes
who dared to cast a stone
at my poor glass bones?
the enemy of a surging sea
is the wind that blows back the waves
from me
You came to stay
on the coast of strays
but nothing comes so easily
on the way
you let your guard down
and I guess
you'll do it again
first to the edge
now you're holding your breathe
the last light is shining
on the water's skin
the love you make
numbs a subtle ache
in your chest from all
those crashing waves
all along the coast
of chemistry
you wound your way
around me
take your time
you are worn down
by the crush
you're holding so tight
til the moment breaks
and you can escape
away back into the night
troubled waters
break away
until we're parted
right here we'll stay
The surging seas
fight a gentle breeze
follow you ask me
patiently
But don't ask you know that I can't
You know
It's not my decision to stay
Paisley finger prints
rainbow pup tents
cherry candle scents
bubble gum chocolate mints
the prez on holiday
the prez on holiday
the country can't wait
but the head of state can
banjo cardigans
big lots bargains
homecoming wagons
tea leaf beaulieu afghans
the prez on holiday
the prez on holiday
the country can't wait
so bring them out with dead bait
twixt a rock and fate
so they all took off and ran
drivin around town
i barely heard a sound
drivin around town
i barely heard a sound
voice box whisper steam
childhood college pipe dream
Animal planet image tree
squidbillies and smokin anything free
the prez on holiday
the prez on holiday
the country can't wait
but the head of state can
the country's too late
so they all took off and ran
To sleep with you wilde cat! Let your dreams play a trick on your mind, paw at the sheets and whimper softly, until daylight lets you wake with a sigh, new adventures and the fire in your eyes, mark a journey bound in balls of thread and stray bottle caps left by your master and friend.
Guitar belly
faced by pillows
toes and fillings.
feelings are notes
born from it
bellowing out into the early morn.
afghan blanket forests
and paper airplane rescue missions
for the sake of quenching this desire
to relieve this tension
to receive these gifts
bound in broken mirror and nameless tags.
certain death awaits us all
and so does living loneliness and dispair.
the trick is to find a crowded understatement
and make it your anthem.
give it space to grow and be honest
and it will give back to you in notoriety.
all good things will be multiplied infinitely
by those that encounter them.