FFRW 33 Zebra Spots Side A

On a hot desert night we can drive down the road
And the stars will spell out your name
I could hear the screams from up above
If it ain't a fist it isn't love
Then I get to see how close I can get to it without giving in
Then I get to rub up against it Till I break the skin
Flesh is weak, but is weakness always bad?
Weakness serves to glorify, to ennoble, to sanctify
My eyes have seen the glory of the draining of the ditch
I only come to Baton Rouge to find myself a witch
haunted by the ghost of the thing left to past
In fear of the presence, the power it has
Will? What will? Will who? What?
Unable so lost I can't find my way
Been searching, but I have never seen
A turning, a turning from deceit
I said to the woodpecker sittin' on a fence
Once I courted a handsome wench
She got scared and from me fled
And ever since then my head's been red
Some stupid animal stole you from me
Hunger and heartbreak bring stings from the bee
Watch the thin boy in dark clothes falling over pianos
Trips on the moving carpet
Play like he's deaf and dumb and blind
So if you wake up with the sunrise
And all your dreams are still as new
And happiness is what you need so bad
Girl, the answer lies with you, yeah
And I was pretending that I was in a Galaxie 500 video
The stewardess came back and checked on my drink
In the last strings of sunlight, a Brigitte Bardot
And we're buck naked now We ain't got no clothes
Bare assed for sure In the eyes of God

Wednesday, February 19, 2020