Starkrimson Pears
You leave me here when you reach for the stars. Change a lightbulb, come sit by me on the stairs. For me a whiskey. Let’s shame the bars. Come back to Earth babe. I’ve got Starkrimson Pears. I’m getting dizzy.…
You leave me here when you reach for the stars. Change a lightbulb, come sit by me on the stairs. For me a whiskey. Let’s shame the bars. Come back to Earth babe. I’ve got Starkrimson Pears. I’m getting dizzy.…
A witchy spell is washing over the cabins. A wise wonder is filling the rooms. Gates are open. Some are rabid. It’s all popping at the balloon animal zoo. All we really know is we’re breaking. I wonder what we’re…
Is it midnight yet in Ferguson? These days get hotter when the evening comes. I just might get to see the morning sun if I don’t wind up in Room 101! Now we’ll never know what it might have been…
Goodbye America, al vedersain, adieu! Some day I’ll come crawling back to you. And then we’ll go out dancing and we’ll have a ball. I’m sure by then I’ll be missing y’all. And then we’ll go out drinking and we’ll…
There’s His fingers raking the ocean. There’s His ship out on the sea. There’s His clouds. The little one lingers. There’s His new day I’m falling asleep. When I wake up I’ll dreaming. I’ll be swimming right through the air.…
gonna leave me mean gonna make me holler boys i’ve been with the Devil’s only daughter gonna leave my heart gonna take my soul don’t know where to start don’t, nowhere to go gonna take my cornbread gonna leave my…
There were only nine jobs in a town of ten and that last man was looked down upon by the other men. He wound up begging in poverty thinking there’s no one around here working for me. Even with nothing…
I’m always hunting for songs. They’re where they don’t belong. So I open fire ‘cause they won’t be there long. I’m a hunter… or a liar got to stay strong. I’m always making it rhyme. It’s all I do all…
I keep feeding my fishbowl head. Strange things keep occurring to me. Now looking back on almost every thing I ever said, I’m thinking I might not even have to believe for it to be so… CH needle to a…
there’s a god walking a fine line between suicide and crucified there’s an ant climbing up the side of a bottle of moonshine in the sunshine there’s a town suddenly hushed down and the only sound is enough to drown…