The flowers of evil
You left at my door
Set 'em in a broken glass
And tasted my own blood

Yes your hair looks beautiful today
Gasoline horses will take us awa

dog_door

oh mother I want a dog
I want a little dog
I saw a little dog
his name is happy

well this is me ...
... old ...
I could be a shopkeeper
we'll call

all_night_home

shining motorcycle
through the trees we rifle

we're gonna drive
all night home
we're gonna drive
all night home

down to West Virginia
like

box_of_stars_(part_one)


it’s_a_wonderful_life


box_of_stars_(part_two)


cruel_sun

It’s crawling
Still all in
Befallen
Cruel sun

In summer
Oh slumber
My number
Is up

There’s peaches
In reaches
With le

comfort_me

with rocks in my dress
and smoke in my hair
I walked into a lake
to get some sleep down in there

won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
happy_place

Everyday
Held at bay
Lucy says

Here's a star
Here we are
In a car
Far away

Oh, why don't you
Go on and get in your
Happy place<

dead_opera_star

There is a dead
Opera star
Floating in the great
Dismal swamp
And he was wearing
A dress with watermelons on it
And he stuffed his bra
With spanish moss<

ballad_of_a_cold_lost_marble

instrumental

now I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul to keep
if I die before I wake
I pray my soul to take

come on in
come on in
take me home tonight



blind_rabbit_choir

instrumental

I will return here one day
and dig up my bones from the clay
I buried nails and strings and hair
and that old tooth I believe was a bear's

I held my hand in the fir

babies_on_the_sun

the sound of your voice
rose graves of cats
the pounding of your steps
woke caves of bats

babies on the sun
babies on the sun

your first burning