Old man Judas had a hill On the outskirts of town He built himself a big tall gallows To hang himself from With a kiss he sealed the deal Everything’s…
Your fingers curled over The top of my headboard My hands gently tracing Soft parts of your arm I can feel, on your fourth finger The reminder of him If…
Last year's tomato vines Lay rotten on the ground When the winter snow melts off You can see the remains of the day A window sill whiskey bottle Holds what’s…
There’s a full moon rising up over the hill I'm sleeping on that cold, cold ground The wind is whispering through the treetops I'm laying on that cold, cold ground…