Crazy talk, your shotgun flight
Hitching north in a clown car
The circus ablaze behind
I'm strung out on whiskey and smoke
I'd rather be a mule than stuck
Rusting in the backyard while memory creeps up
But you so filled up with fire
Your fever has soared like the hawk
Switch, click and motor run
Synthetic skeleton king
Everything on or off
Staircase wave is the way
Still you say, "Not far-fetched"
I say, "I've been stretched too long
Wrong upon the rack of influence
Torn by stranger's songs"
Hazy day, rain and wind, the sun blinking through at you
I try to sing right of love but now the lightning comes
credits
from Pastourelle,
released April 23, 2012
Lyrics, vocals, guitar: Christian Lewis
Lead guitar, mandolin: Fletch Tison
Bass: Jack Beers
Drums, percussion: Rob Racine
Recording, editing, mixing, mastering: Bill Racine
Produced by Bill Racine, Rob Racine and Christian Lewis
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