Рет қаралды 22
HORSE HOBBLER is my 10th collection of landfill folk songs written since the beginning of the pandemic era. Have a listen while you hitch yer wagons west under the hazlewood sun.
Anytime at all
If there is a call from the past I answer
In the middle of the night
The curse could cross my eyes
And show old disasters
So put that ruby jewelry on me
Incense and peppermint beads
Stab the spots where all my nerves are rare and raw
And make my misery a thing of history
Please stop it repeating
I could be fast asleep
Or maybe lost at sea
But the old days find me
Grinding out the dust
Of all my fucked up love
That I squandered completely
So put that ruby jewelry on me
Rose quartz and chopped up ivory
Block my brain from taking all the washed up pain
And putting it all on display
So I can gawk and binge and wretch and cringe again
I know there’s no escape
I’ll never get away
From the tunnels I bore
They’ll tremor underneath
Until they’re under me
Then I’m swallowed up hole