I carve my own language into the curve of the moonlight
Scraps of stars paralyze my demise
I  chase the  lace horizon into oblivion

Out back in the fields the muck is profound
I go out to the well to get myself a drink
Its luscious and refreshing cooling me off in this summer heat
The flowers are wild against the ground
I need to chop the grass and mend to the barn
Grandma is indoors making a meal
Sister is out back looking for pa
I think he had to much to drink once again
Momma  is out hanging up clothes
I go to my favorite spot under the oak tree
Where all is forgot
It wont be long and they will look for me
I just want to close my eyes and dream
I remove the mud from my boots with a bang
Stretch my long lean body onto the ground
I say a little pray
Needing to find the solace I so much deserve
Where is my place?
I try and be good to please the lord
There is a small quaint church where we belong
I often look around this small town and ask myself why?
My ancestry is here but why do I feel shame?
**** old town rips apart my core
Feeling weathered and sore
I make my way back to the barn
I remember I need to milk the cow and collect the eggs
The smell of hay is overwhelming yet so fresh
It’s a smell that I’ll recall
Late at night when my bones begin to drift
I inhale the sweetness of the soil to know this is a gift
Watch the stars explode into the night
I lay here with a brick in my stomach
Waiting for pa
I’m not as strong as I use to be
Just like the old tattered barn I feel worn

I'm an old photograph that has no place
Black and white, no color,  no space
The world has drained
I can't stay

I have no reflection I can’t see a thing
I have no voice I can’t speak
My worry is here to stay
I’m a stone that can’t even skip
Yet here I am
Let you **** all that I need
I stand and wait for the bus that never comes
I hope it does soon
I stand here alone
Its frigid here and I can’t be put down
Maybe I need to stand on my own

Faded perfume tonight on your neck
Shattered spine heartless and torn
As a wintry frost unfolds
Shamed moans that I believed
Leaving scars in the lowest trees

My words are exhausted
Full of afflictions
Wishing into the morning rays
Dusk in the gray sky
Beneath morning winds
A somber journey for me to face
The spirits will meet me in heaven
I will drink the devils tears
So I can restore harmony once again

Narrow cheekbones with smears of eyeliner
Restless ecstasy with pieces of pleasure
Painted bones with rotted lace
Extraordinary disasters entwined with unfair fractures
The haze of lovers attached like stones
False interpretations bursting into a profound state
Limbs oppressed naked and craving
The streets painted with lovers slippery and smoked
Skin stretched with the pain of perfection
I emerge broken and branded, forsaking my sanity
Hallucinating  into the yellow air
Harmony ,suffering, confusion and creatures
As the earth purges my anxieties

It's warm and wet on my lips
I take my time to savor the flavor
I desire the most
Salty and sweet
Tonight I'm yours
Were free
Tell me what to do
I could work it for hours
With the candle light dancing against my behind
I can give it to you nice and slow
Let me begin to show you how it works
Our lips exchange an embrace
As I look into your eyes
Working it down
I'll be your sweet baby
What ever you desire is fine