Age and all you stir fast past my hold And in the musty twilit dawn your age looks old. Burn inside a lake wrought of your fall You’d love the ground then love me ‘fore your gone. And if your age sinks you faster than a rock Then comfort me, comfort me. Twist your hips back sideways on the low And lay for me, lay for me. Then when the mid-lake sound reaches your own Bring your mourning eyes to me once more. You could kick your roads or dig your cities raw. Then come to me, come to me. I’ve held for rougher lips then flesh is broke You can hold my sideways spinning backwards arms. Pain like soot that painted into snow Your whiter shoes or dirty rubber souls. When tainted studded stars have cracked my hold Comfort me, comfort me.

Running blue river, dance like a spring. Just running, crawling, doing most everything you can. Ice patch in the water near the old rotting bridge. It’s a shame that your love won’t get you the things you need. A most deadly commotion, you look strait in my eye. You said, “Why can’t you ever be satisfied?” ‘Cause an old man stumbles, silently falling to the ground. He’s down like a ghost falling back into its coffin. The smell of burnt paper plunged soundly in my sleep. And I’ve been stranded so coldly like a bullet through a chest so deep. There’s a gold statue of soldier in the center of the city. It feels like a home, but its always looking down on me. Navy blue shirt, so dusty and warn. Wear it most everyday and everyday a new hole torn. Your friends they don’t call you, all this dust on your sleeves, It’s a shame to be wanted when you wanted everything.

You shiver, oh Old ghost of mine She all just a strum And in her strings Lays no comfort of her hands No warmth when she sings Does the soothing of her songs Make my ears grow old She says, "I got a home I got a home" And I got no I got no I got none. Oh old Lauro don’t go Don’t go Older than the roads I found her walk upon. Oh no singer sing slow You voice is low You keep singing the same song You keep roaming the same grounds But the floor won’t move to meet you It won’t find you where you are It won’t long for you. So long ago I found her running deep within The struggle I have told With the ghost that I have known At long last to meet me And leave me left alone To leave me all alone Now I live alone Oh Lauro sing slow You can be hard to understand You mumble. Oh I think of you most often When the ground seems to weep And the money that you spend Won’t buy you any sleep Won’t save you from the deep that’s calling Deep inside the dirt Won’t buy you wood strong enough To save you from the earth Oh I fear you Lauro Now more than you could ever know You’ve come at the most inconvenient time To fall apart To fall from your love forevermore To leave you now and be so unsatisfied.

Just fall on the streets My knees bucklin’ down For the millions of faces Absorbed in the ground There are roads laced in purple And I’d follow them out But these faces just bring me down Cold lips curled in Frown Cannot keep me on the ground Dull drawl drowned in sound Cannot keep me on the ground Your mouth full of steam My pockets of smoke The smell on the sidewalk And the crowds full of ghosts There’s a girl down there Says she loves me the most But her words won’t bring me down Her cheek blushed in the cold Cannot keep me on the ground My teeth dulled down with snow Cannot keep me on the ground Ice fallen from my mouth Will not keep her from the ground I’m going back west Where the treetops are gold The colors burn bright In the lovers I’ve known The wind twists and curls In the back page of night When my feet did take me down But the weight won’t keep me down The soft push on my toes Cannot keep me on the ground My hands stained red with cold Cannot keep me on the ground.

I am not a wicker bone boy I’m heart and stone I am heart and stone. Aw to gaze up to black and light blues To see the sun and the moon The sun and the moon Been waiting and worrying so long And the ghost’s whites aglow Of the ghosts that I know And living so wicked so long Oh the hot mists you drag Oh I want you so bad. Just working and hoping all day For farther along Farther along Cheer up my brother please hold on Live easier Live easier Aw but living the best that we can But farther along Farther along

Blue velvet for blues, and waves of lace Back fur crosses, the lines across your face I built city scopes, and bridges above How long will these hands work for you my love Tears of bark, oaks fall by my swing Destroy forest lines, for you to see again. We’ll breach deeper past, the urban line then the sea. How long how long will these hands bleed? Long gone. In how long? I lay near a lake, tired of my love Tired of the course ground, that I sit above Bottles shatter, and soak in the frost The vices and friends, that I have lost. Shouts of blues, as I sit below a tree. Shouts of black she sits down next to me. Velvet blues listen to every plea. In my fatigue there’s 10 fingers on my knee.

If I had the mind I would roll with the dead It’d be lowlife crime To a lowlife death If I had the time I could let go of my head Runnin’ alone Smoke rings on my bed Oh don’t let me down Low shiver on my neck She was lowlife dime From a lowlife wreck Love every time For a high crown you could say And for miles and miles To seek out your bread For cries paid in dimes She made sure to be fed I’d buy you a silver dawn Pour dimes in my head

Oh I can’t wait. ‘Cause I’m so tired. Oh rugged sheets Ripped into thee. I’ll lift these weights Off from your body. If you would seize Such a shallow lure. Oh layer lay Across my body. Oh lovely lengths Stretched in my mind. Oh I will blink, Not once an hour. Not for a time That you’d cover me. Needlessly blank. Such taming contact. My voice is stale It’s been so long. Oh holy ghost You sound so guilty Singing hymns In my ear. Rites of morals Or just some spirit Going home Going home. Oh masses chant When not silent. Solitude Such modest work. Aching hands That’s why I’m guilty. That’s why I’m lonely. Shabby shoes Tattered souls.