trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips
it was the hottest new spot on the east side of course and of course
when the piano notes are dancing rhythms of candle light it’s hard to hear the fire go out the room cools its quiet wakes your fear
on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
what I love about this country is the jazz and the blues and
dear deity as the world continues to fall apa… in my heart it is clear to me that you do not hear me that you do not fear for me
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
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
black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd
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
i didn’t call her because i felt like being alone and celebratory sex wasn’t going t… to validate another year of suffer… another notch in the belt
altar of vodka haloed cocktail, angel blood she prays 80 proof
