Sitting With Pirates & Thieves

 

Sitting with pirates & thieves

But you’re wandering about the old oak tree

You know you can never go home

Wishing for a life when you weren’t so free

You sold your precious soul

But there’s nothing left to retrieve

You’ll spend your ending days

Dying with those pirates & thieves

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I Don’t Think You’re Better Than Me

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I don’t think you’re better than me
Running tired fingers through my hair
You’re an apparition of your feeble mind
A moment forgotten – vanished in the air
Though your hatred is real enough today
I’ll gently ask you to keep your composure
A gentleman shall not tolerate outbursts
Besides, your ineptitude is dying of exposure

Chewing On A Whale Bone

  

Chewing on a whale bone

A hero am I to be

Truth to be my own

Risky ventures to the sea

Dying since we were born

Break away from known ways

Take life by the horns

Find your own path home some day

Clocks ticking as we breathe

Do you know what you believe

Honky-Tonk Gringos

  

Honky-tonk gringos

Living out broken dreams

Seen every saloon floor

An eyeful across the beams

Rousing angst for a misdeed

Toss a nickel towards a spittoon

Each loss grows a little harder

Shot! dying under the desert moon


  

Looking Perfect In Your Pretty Pink Pumps

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Looking perfect in your pretty pink pumps

My heart broke the day I laid eyes on you

Feeling the disaster coming from far away

Disregarding independence declared to be true

Went away from all my trusted instincts

Drove right into your dream head first

Which instance did I do anything right

Ever since I’ve been dying in the desert of thirst