Wednesday, April 13, 2011

On the Water

we can see a gang of brake lights in the distance
they'll allow everything
except for resistance
empty cans hide the tire marks snaking in the sand
there's a cooler in the dunes
but that's all for the band
water plays with the moonlight
like a cat pawing at a string
there's a rhythm on the land tonight
it shakes everything
and I'm home
I'm home
Remy's got a used van fixed up with track lights
you can get loose in here
but you better act right
the Telecaster's bleating against the tune
poisoning the air out there
but i think we're all immune
I got those shakes again
she's got me some to sip
I won't bite the belt again
she offers me a lip
and I'm home
I'm home

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