In slow sustained consistent vibration all over outside Tapping window, streaking roof, running down runnel and drain Waking a sense, once more, of all that lived outside of us! –Delmore Schwartz
All that lives outside us The Gift that grows and guides us An ocean and a windstorm And a flame
The sun that warms and feeds us Though it doesn't need us I'm pretty sure it loves us Just the same
Fade into what sustains us What bleeds and entertains us What drizzles from above us Down the drain
You can't go back to nothing Even if you thought it was something
You can't resurrect Something that was Never alive I got myself wrecked Too stupid to suspect It was a lie The dream I thought I had Was so much worse Than bad How could she ever Love another guy?
You can't go back to nothing Even if you thought it was something
She stomped On my head Left my body For dead Half frozen barely breathing In the snow That's when I knew The love I thought was true Was just A dilly dally Do-si-do
You can't go back to nothing Even if you thought it was something
I've been dumped I've been damaged I've screamed at slamming doors Every man's a demon I can't take it anymore
Decimating dreams With their underhanded schemes You can't avoid their stankage From Omaha to Anchorage
They learn it From their mothers Who never taught them right And their two-timing daddies Out carousing every night
Decimating dreams With their underhanded schemes You can't avoid their stankage From Omaha to Anchorage
I've been duped I've been ghosted I've heard a million lies Dirty slimy scallywags What is wrong with guys? Decimating dreams With their underhanded schemes You can't avoid their stankage From Omaha to Anchorage
Carless stupid cruel Lord I'm such a fool To hurt the one With love so true In my glass I darkly see A cavalcade Of misery Line em up This round's on me
Honky tonks And dark saloons Stumbling neath A harvest moon One night stands Destructed dreams Reflecting on My misery Line em up This round's on me
You got your PhDs And your fancy degrees Think you can tell me who to judge I'm bored with your permission structures And your values clusters Cuz I don't need a nudge
All you coastal elites Can suck my dirty old feet
I'm just a plain and simple man But I still understand When I'm being bought and sold Take your algorithms Take your marketing decisions And just shove em down a hole
Laughter hope sock in the eye's Blog 