Luther's Windows

Luther's windows are littered with nothin'. A crystal, a picture, a dead potted sage. A dusty white curtain, the nose prints of a dog. A shot glass collection from his truck driving days.

Shine On

Yeah, alright. . Born by a river. If you look into my eyes the river's end. . People sometimes think I'm crazy. But I know this world's gone mad. . Tell me why.

Black And White Dream (demo)

I will be gone from here. The minute you close your eyes. And with a silent tear. As your sign of life. All i needed was someone new. Only to be nothing new.

Love All

Somewhere the wind is whispering into somebody's ear. Somewhere someone is hearing just what they want to hear. Somewhere somebody's savior has finally appeared.

Seasons

I know it's late, and the evenings gently giving ground. Shadows remain of the words that were never spoken. All the years that we once held in our hands.

Big Brian Arrives

Long Good Night

A letter of acceptance, from an old forgotten friend. A little piece of history, you thought you'd never see again. Like the broken Plymouth and the boat with the hole.

Rumblin' Train

Just a poor boy scratchin' my back on a razor's edge. This razor's edge I call my home. Keep my thoughts inside myself down where they're born and bled.

Bewilderbeast

Little Hell

Once was a man who didn't do too well. He spent more than a little time down in his little hell. He had time to decide. Even if it was worth the ride.

Little Eddie

There are nights when I'm in my bed. Fear, like a freight train, runnin' through my head. Watch a man in the county seat. Bring a gavel down and he looks like me.

Bewilder

Ride The Jack

Live on a subway "Graffiti hall". Said it one more time. Taking time to save my soul. Still alive, in a bar maid. Said it weren't my time. Paid my dues they say belong.

Been There, Verified

Like A Rembrandt

badlees/like_a_rembrandt. >From the album "Diamonds in the Coal". written by: Alexander & Naydock. Message: The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of.

Bedside Story

Goodnight my answer, your dreams are still sweet. Goodnight, be careful with yourself. Don't worry about the money, forget about the wealth. . You'll be my angel, divert me from Hell.

Leaning On The Day's Parade

He'd eat at KFC. Wore salad clothes and smelled like turpentine. He talked alot about his art. With a spitting image of Ernest Borgnine. They found him dead the other day.

Laundromat Radio

This town ain't much to look at, there ain't that much to do. With the local Joe's at the stop and go and the class of '42. We go down to the laundromat and listen to that station.

Laugh To Keep From Cryin'

Sunday morning the kids are playing in the street. Lookin' for pennies in the cracks of the concrete. And I'm looking down at them while I'm sittin' on the roof.

Another Pearl

Why are you tremblin' so much?. I don't think I ever felt so good. When all I need is to be free. Where I love you and you love me. . Follow the circle sur le plage.