Wednesday, March 31, 2021

In The Trees



In The Trees


In these factory yards // with the black eyed stares
The apoc blades and the tree suck glaze

In these factory yards // make a tree house lair
I'd invite you in // here we won't be scared

We can eat & sleep
Watch the tree suck dawn
Watch the ash fires burn
Watch our skies elong

I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black sun

I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along

You see my stupid heart
I see your stupid smile
We have our spiral stairs
We have our desert isle

In these factory yards // make a tree house lair
I'd invite you up // the survival stairs

We can eat & sleep // watch the tree suck dawn
Watch the ash fires burn // where we all belong

I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black sun

I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black sun

You see my stupid heart
You see my swollen glands
I see the fallen swells
I see your ______ hands

It's getting softer now // It won't last longer
And when I'm dead & gone // you'll have this song to sing
In the tree suck dawn

Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees

Wooden Floors

 Wooden Floors


We’ve got these wooden floors

And we’re sliding around in our socks

Cuz we’re not underground

And I love you a lot


I would never want to explore 

All these wooden floors

With anyone but you


I would never want to explore 

All these wooden floors

With anyone but you


Hey 


We’ve got these wooden floors

And we’re sliding around in our socks

I would never want to explore 

All these wooden floors

With anyone but you

https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

The Cinnamon Trees

One of these days, I'll get in a boat and sail away 

I'll slip on the stones, the elephant bones, I'll come to the shore 

What we seek is 
What we seek is 

I'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees To whisper your name 
I went for the neck, I went for the heart The day before lent 

What we seek is 
What we seek is 
What we seek is sorrow 

One of these days, I'll get in a boat and sail away 
I'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees To whisper your name 
I wish you could smell the cinnamon trees When all this is though

Soda Water Waltz

 Soda Water Waltz

Head to Tucson for a holiday

Heal our hearts & drink the blues away

Time to go & test our sorrow

There is no life past tomorrow

Time we take is time be borrow

But our love will stay

  https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

In Your Van, Clementine

 In Your Van, Clementine


I'd hate to cross our lines

These lumberjack will sew their oats in heathen times


All these lights in our eyes

They obscure the fire inside

All these lights in our lives

They obscure what we leave behind


O love sick eyes


I'd hate to cross our wires

These fishermen will sew their oats and catch their flies


All these lights in our eyes

They obscure the fire inside

All these lights in our lives

They obscure what we leave behind


O love sick eyes


Love if you'd love me

But if you'd rather talk I'd be (fine)


By your side, we'll be fine

In your van, Clementine


O love sick eyes


Love if you'd love me

But if you'd rather talk I'd be (fine)


By your side, we'll be fine

In your van, Clementine

  https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

Anything you Want

 Anything you Want


We've got a hundred & seventeen

Riding on this lonely ransom 


And with this Tucson moon a glow 

We have a moon we can depend on


And if we ever make it out again

There is a lot we have to think on


And if we ever make it out alive

I can promise you this much 


Anything, you want it you got it


We've got a hundred & twenty three

Riding on this lonely rider 


As the Tucson mountains bloom

We see the desert as a fire


If we ever make it out again

There is a lot we have to think on


And if we ever make it out alive

I can promise you this much 


Anything, you want it you got it


We've got a hundred & thirty two

Riding on this lonely highway

As the Tucson noon kicks in

We see the bones as a reminder


This is a life we have barely lead

There is so much to encounter  

And if we ever make it out alive

I will promise you this much 


Anything, you want it you got it

  https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

Trailer Waltz

Trailer Waltz


Came through the door like a brittle brush flower

A face like the wind and she ordered a drink

I was trying to hide from myself 


Said, do you need a place?

I said, I sure as hell don't

Said, do you need some space

Why can’t a guy not emote?


She was swell / / a saturnine gel of a woman


I was trying to hide from myself 

A face like the wind and she ordered a drink

I was sitting inside trying to hide from myself 

    A face like the wind and she ordered a drink

  https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

Moon Above

Moon Above


When I was young

I'd fancy the future

Through the fog and the frost

And the full moon above


The moon in the sky

The heart in my chest

I wanted to find you

But I could not find you


When I was young

I’d drink all the time

I fought fire with fire

I was looking to die


I was too busy fighting

The fear of not fighting

I was too busy to see 


I look to the sky

I look in your eyes

And I see you above


And I fell in love 

And I fell in love

And I fell in love


When I was young

    I'd fancy the future

 https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon

No Luck At All

 No Luck At All


We got stuck in the weeds

With no luck at all

 

Blown tire and 

a world gone to hell


Just you and me 

Far as I can tell


The stakes can't be higher

With no luck at all


With no luck at all


We're in the weeds

& we're out of shells


Just you and me 

Far as I can tell


The stakes can't be higher

With no luck at all


With no luck at all


Our hearts are on fire


With no luck at all


https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon


I Really Hope That

 I Really Hope That


See my heart

I’ve tried to understand

We all fall down

When given a chance


His operation desk

I’d love to hear him call

Our lives are all a mess

He lived to see it all


He died in this place

His skin in the sea

He’s wearing his mask

He’s thinking me


He’s thinking me

He’s thinking me

He’s thinking me


https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/album/moon