The coyotes are loud tonight
And Bob Dylan’s burning bright
In the backs of my eyes tonight
And Mama, you been on my mind tonight
But a boy
Even more so
Who hums the blues
In bed with his girl
It is forceful
How he breaks into my mind
When I’m alone
And cold at night
And the coyotes starve so loud tonight
Calling for their mama
The moon
And right on cue
I hear you singing the blues
Next to me in bed
And the computer glows
Along with us
Howling Dylan at the moon
Dying in my footsteps
How I loved those vibrant blues
Lying togetherseparate
In your room
That was so many tonights ago
The coyotes are so proud outside my window
I wonder what they’ve killed
And I hope you’re humming Dylan
Far away
I am thinking of you still
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
The coyotes are loud tonight
And Bob Dylan’s burning bright
In the backs of my eyes tonight
And Mama, you been on my mind tonight
But a boy
Even more so
Who hums the blues
In bed with his girl
It is forceful
How he breaks into my mind
When I’m alone
And cold at night
And the coyotes starve so loud tonight
Calling for their mama
The moon
And right on cue
I hear you singing the blues
Next to me in bed
And the computer glows
Along with us
Howling Dylan at the moon
Dying in my footsteps
How I loved those vibrant blues
Lying togetherseparate
In your room
That was so many tonights ago
The coyotes are so proud outside my window
I wonder what they’ve killed
And I hope you’re humming Dylan
Far away
I am thinking of you still
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