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I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi.
My girlfriend blows a boozy good-bye kiss.
I see flying squirrels and nightmares of...
Long about an hour before sunrise
she drags his body down to the edge of the swollen river
wrapped in a red velvet curtain...
Sunlight in the weeds...I wish that I was blind...to the ghosts
dancing in the breeze...blowing through my mind.
Got a Corvair...
Nothing's prettier than a pretty girl digging a heart shaped hole in the ground. Hear that sound? That's the fortress 'round your heart...
They tell me miracles abound now more than ever, but I don't care. They say it's better to be blessed than it is to be clever, but I don't...
Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here? I bought this ticket to Mobile,...
Fools wind blowing up brown bible verses. Dust storm of memory. Truck stop reverie. 3 AM in my home town, not a soul stirring around. Mr....
Jesus and the fiery furnace.
Devil and the deep blue sea.
Preacher say I'm gonna burn in hell for all eternity.
But when...
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
I am a, two hours of...
I like to go out walking in the ghost-town of my brain.
Kick the rusted scrap-iron of my memories and dreams.
Yeah, here's...
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Objects in motion tend to stay that way. You can't waste the whole damn day loving what you need to cast away. Case in
point, just yesterday I found a suitcase full of love letters floating down a cool brown river. Unsigned and undelivered,
they set my mind to wandering as to the history of the unknown writer. Did she marry, did she run, was she old, was she
young? Was her heart undone by the cruel business of loving? These objects in motion. These objects in motion. Objects in
motion tend to stay that way... or so I learned on the riverbank just yesterday. For shortly thereafter I beheld as if in a
dream the body of a young girl adrift beneath the surface of the cool brown water. My friends so unnerved was I by this
cruel apparition that I let loose of that suitcase and it tumbled right back in the river. Then spellbound I watched as a
halo of love letters formed a circle on the surface of the water right over her body and drifted away. These objects in
motion. These objects in motion. Objects in motion tend to stay that way. You can't waste the whole damn day loving what
you need to cast away. For from the flame of love comes the cinder of regret. Sometimes the thing you cling to most is the
thing you'd best forget. These objects in motion. These objects in motion.
[Thanks to smartut@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
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