A Letter From Mom Lyrics

I sling lattes evenings and weekends. The bleach stains on my black jeans are covered up with marker. I'm gonna quit my job And stop the locks with glue. I'm gonna quit my job And...Read Full Lyrics

Morning tiles meet slippered feet. Dishes fill the kitchen sink. Your ears are dulled by sleepless nights And our voices almost never meet. You sit on the weakest seat. The one wit...Read Full Lyrics

God (with a cry of fear). She climbs up the stairs with her glass of water, Kneels down and turns the bed lamp on. The singing silence, her soaking shirt sleeves; It's kind o...Read Full Lyrics

There is not much left here: a wet blanket, a plie of dirty clothes, and our awe struck sense of wonder and dissidence under the main street bridge. If you paint the letters in red...Read Full Lyrics

My closet's full; Mostly of old clothes. Some are too big. Some are too small. All are embarrassing. Books I didn't read Have stiff spines And fill my boxes. I wait at the top of ...Read Full Lyrics

This is the story at the crosswalk: the cars drive right up on my shoes. These days bad days are common. The city is changing. A jackhammer bounces off the walls and bounces back t...Read Full Lyrics

All things come to pass All things come to pass History, wash over me Will you look inside Will you know the truth Will you find the place Will you need the proof Will you pray for...Read Full Lyrics

Way out in Russell Kansas Goldsmith rides the clan ??? are stalkin' they don't want me talkin' Here is where I stand Hey Hey I'm a lunatic raving Hey I'm a lonely man Heaven ain...Read Full Lyrics

I want to breathe again What was once mine is stolen I need to breathe again My lungs are swollen We wash the mentioning We see doors open We cleanse the mental limb A sign ...Read Full Lyrics

If you're not busy being born, you must be busy dying Standing up is hard to do when you live a life of lying If you're not being born, you must be busy dying Learn to stand up on ...Read Full Lyrics