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BW Apr 2014
Auburn wind over Jersey eyes
Patchouli and an invitation
Loved to laugh but affection was her drug  
I sold her both
I whispered, she laughed
I held her, she melted into me  
and wore me like a memory
I promised, she believed
I broke, she flew away
BW Apr 2014
Angels falling out the sky like they’re racing straight to hell
Brothers drinking bourbon like they’re racing straight to jail
Last one to hit the fire is first to make the bail

Shadows keep secrets hostage
Until souls explode or melt
Deal from the stacked deck until the black ace is dealt


Chorus:
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying


Trade your soul for shadow games
And watch her smile widen
Close your eyes and try to dream
And feel her talons tighten

Should have walked the ancient path
And sought the narrow gate
Crimson lies and smoky eyes
Have sealed up your fate

She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She dances on your soul like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying
A "song" inspired my Mike Cooley's style of song writing.  If your not a Drive-By Truckers fan you probably won't appreciate it.  Even if you are, you probably won't appreciate it.  Mike Cooley is awesome.
BW Apr 2014
Shadows tend to keep your secrets
they don’t shine light on your path
they don’t share your pain
they don’t lift up your spirit
they don’t seek your companionship
they don’t support your dreams
they don’t give you advice
they don’t balance your extremes
they just keep your secrets

Shadows can’t replace your family and friends
they can only keep your secrets
for my ******* brother
BW Apr 2014
Feel God’s warmth on your sunlit cheek
Inhale slowly and embrace the wonder of life
As the dew stealthily retreats
watch the sun shine shady green into sparkling yellow
so bright even the shadows give up their mystery
See the mighty oaks pull the wind
as the majestic pines disapprove
Watch the stream meander down gravity’s path
Leap into the fountain of temporary youth
Feel the icy wetness overwhelm your senses
See the sun’s glow through the murky haze
Float on the current’s buoyant breath
Feel God’s warmth on your sunlit cheek
Inhale slowly and embrace the wonder of God
BW Apr 2014
When a lone ball of cotton lazily traverses an azure sky
When the last crackled leaf releases a barren branch
When the last echo is swallowed by the rock strewn valley
When the last brave chick launches itself from an empty nest
When the last hollow shell ejects and the open chamber smokes
When the last goodbye is tearfully sighed from quivering lips
When the last drop of dew clings to a shadowed blade
When the last word of an epic tome is whispered
That’s when I know I am not alone, that you are always with me
BW Apr 2014
Yesterday’s wind blew gentle and warm
Yesterday’s wind wore fragrant intrigue
Yesterday’s wind danced enticingly
You traded tomorrow’s soul for yesterday’s wind
When you’re swallowed by tomorrow’s sin
Yesterday’s wind will be a fading scar
Yesterday’s wind blew away
for my ******* brother

— The End —