Shacks

Bug bites on my head

Bell's polishing burned sand

A stranger is sometimes better than a weary friend

She shakes

Again, and again, and again

Shacks tremble in the swooping wind

Baby go to bed without a kiss

Dented cases holding feathers

Dream of parts that are gone forever

No one here to hold the ladder till the end

The preacher weeps on a tomb

passing age, healing cause

falling leaf, we dig until the core

The womb is warm but I'm on my own

Point the mast to the setting of the sun

I guess we ride

Sweet mountians sinch the row

Dream of whiskey and the next place we call home

The beating of your heart banging like a drum

Next waves sail right over

Amber waves we tumble on and on and on and on and on and on and on

Shacks tremble in the swooping wind

Baby go to bed without a kiss

Dented cases holding feathers

Dream of parts that are gone forever

No one here to hold the ladder in the end

Coins in The Water

Coins in the water fill it up, it ain't enough

Dreams untouched

But not forgotten means so much, means so much

it's in my blood

Take no Quarter keep in touch, friends in arms singing songs

Like a record in my head, I'm not dead, I'm not dead

Ten Cities lay dormant the concrete caves, the people stay

Inside warm bright bright screen

Comfort me, come for me

There's a record in my head

Telling me that I'm not dead

Like an old junkyard dog

Im pleased to stay in my own backyard

Mama put me in your bed

I'll go to sleep in your head

Twist up the limbs we keep

Come for me comfort me

Flying rabbit says I'm wrong

Should be out there hunting songs

100 hundred Hawks weigh down a tree

So wrapped around the safety of your arms I keep

There ain't no shelter in the street

Another set of lyrics:

It's Alright

It's Alright

That your shy when you talk

mumblin lines don't make me lost

Heavy shoes don't want to walk

Scratch my head

As I'm leavin

Change the pace

Let the rabbit chase the fox

Reassemble from the start

Aching face meets the painted heart

Keeps me needing, keeps me needing

But I can't remember if I'm wasting time on you

There ain't no exit and I lost my point of view

Laziness is a crime so they hung me on a noose

It's Alright, if you think it's alright too.

What's your game

No instructions on the box

You've been passing yourself off

Like a preacher on the cross, as my friend

Making me insane

It's a shame

That your happy in the dark

Something weighing down your heart

Like a statue in the park you remain the same

through the ages

But I can't remember if I'm wasting time on you

There ain't no exit and I've lost my point of view

If patience was in mind I would teach you a thing or two

But not tonight Cuz I'm howlin at the moon

You always treat me kind, but tonight I'm on the move

It's Alright, if you think it's alright too.

Lyrics from Fleas Flies & Fodder Part I

Poor House

Sent you a box with one brown shoe

Man I wish I was that shoe

You'd open me up & put me away

wear me tomorrow not today

But that's alright it is your right

There's no other path you'd rather find

All your bad memories are left behind

Pack my bags go mountain high

moved in with some old Italian guy

His nights are long my nights are cold

Probably cuz your all I hold

But that's alright I'm satisfied

Just can't point finger at the blind

We'd light it up like the fourth of july

Guess I'll wait on the other side

A simple place is what I need

Crack the egg to plant the seed

A child that can't catch up to speed

Or let alone stay on my feet

Bartender keep me around serve me up some rock & rye

I swallow it down like it be spanish fly

keep me in the poor house just to give yourself some peace of mind