if not human

untitled 89

i was the cowboy

racing to the dark side of the moon

and that marigold sun

sunburnt like a peach on rum

wiping my tear on a silk hankerchief

made from the skin of aphrodite

fast car medicine blues

sunswept hair in the middle of june

faux sensibilities

run away with me

breathe in my spirit from the sky

sweet daydream till the day the lord dies

i'll take you to the moon

a challenger in the ring

but don't blow up on me

when the world caves in

red taillight in a one-light town

touch me on the skin he bruised

oh maggie take me back to church

this last kiss till we're back in knoxville

we go grey when the sun sets

and live in fear it may rise again

so sugar cane go lose your name

to a boy who couldn't care less

paint your nails with my syntax