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
a man who tries to possess the moo… would understandably be called arrogant a man who tries to possess the sun would rightfully be told he was
i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling
The ghosts will be waiting for me when I open the door, remove my work boots and grab a Diet Dr. Pepper from t… They will be snickering as I fill…
i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
he left behind a loving wife three children many close friends and the best damn dog this side of… sadly
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
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
