1. |
Oh No
03:19
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Two cherub girls
With guiding light
Tried to change my world
And make it feel alright
Coming from the most beautiful wedding nights
16 weeks seemed long enough but we weren't right
I tasted two avocados that weren't ripe when I swallowed.
Yvonne it's okay
I saved a spot where you'll always belong
Dell it'll okay
I carved a throne in my heart for you as well
Compose yourself
Now harden your heart
Float back to this life
It’s all I ever wanted
Paternal and fraternal
Twins on both sides
Didn’t give us any luck
I've grown so tired of singing this same old line
"Oh no…".
Was it my fault?
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2. |
Clover Hill
01:17
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Remember the time
I found a four leaf clover
While Hanky played
A one sided game of little league football?
Hank never caught a pass that season
But he was determined
To show good sportsmanship
It was luck on it’s own
Laying on that green hill with you
I turned my head to the side
To get the sun out of my eyes
And to see the gold
Glow on your
Smiling face
It was such a beautiful time in my life
We all felt fine
When we got home
I put it on the shelf
while I tried to figure out
How to keep a keepsake from crumbling
Procrastinating made the four leaves
Crumble away
What shit luck
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3. |
Lots of Pots
04:14
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Seeing “Ward”
On all the utilitarian items in our home
Because you made what was made
To be used
And not sitting in a gallery
Right?
You did say that right?
Well guess what Ron?
I do see
Your name when I make coffee
Your name when I drink it
Your name when I make macaroni
Your name when I need a place to put a spicy wooden spoon
Your name when I need to separate yoke from egg whites
Your name when I open our kitchen cabinets
Your name when I am looking for a serving plate
Your name when I go into Ruth’s room
Your name when I go into Louise’s room
Your name when I store onions, garlic and avocados in a bowl
Your name when I do the same for fresh fruits
Your name when I want my favorite bowl for soup
Your name when I need to find a place to put the dip
Your name when I am ask to find something for Root’s mushroom gravy
Your name when I put away kitchen utensils
Your name when I take a pinch of salt
Your name when I reach for my toothbrush
Your name when I reach for a bar of soap
Your name when I pull a shot
Your name when I take a shot
Your name when I watch someone pour from the rooster pitcher
Your name when I go upstairs
Your name when I leave the house
Your name when I go to grandma’s house
Your name when I go into her wine cellar
Your name when I go to your pot shop for gasoline or something for yard work
Your name when I cut some fresh herbs
Your name when I look at the plants in our windows
Your name when I look on the shelf and see the “Pooh” cup
Your name when I light the oil lamps
Your name when I remember to hug myself
Your name when I look into the large blue eye
Your name when I need to find a vase
Your name when I need a home for one wild flower
It wasn’t on purpose
But we’ve found a way to never forget you
We used to say
“It’s okay, dad can make us a new one.”
But now he can’t now anyone
And when one of your pots break
It really breaks my heart too
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4. |
Bulbs
02:04
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Calling you names like
“Never Should Have Been”
And imagining an ocean breeze
I get sick on boat trips
That calms the craters
And valleys of my skin
From sandy tropical trees
Doesn’t it sound like that stupid fucking cruise vacation?
Boarded like cattle but I have no leather
Each time I convinced myself
I wouldn’t sin again
My crimes piled higher
Fucking like catholic school
My prison was a sectional.
Tulips in the backyard
I wish I could dig up
Bulbs that mean more to me
Than any new tenant
Furry friends
That meant so much to me
But I’ll never see again
Only Instagram good-byes
When they had to return to the cosmos
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5. |
More Of A Purple Onion
01:02
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The first time my heart stopped
I put it on a cutting board
Because it looked just like a purple onion
I sliced it like cutting a pie
And stretched apart the layers inside
Made the batter with flour, spices and some dried herbs
With a mixed egg and milk binder
I then threw it in some hot oil
And smiled as it turned gold
I bought a delicious dipping sauce
That you would find at Outback Steak House
And then someone to give it to
Thank god the love of my loves
Loves
And loves
And loves maybe too much
A blooming onion
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6. |
Salty Dog
03:02
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I always get back sweat
And a little swamp ass
In these pleather chairs
My wings melt a little more
Every time I get too close to the sun
Over choppy waters
I didn’t know it then but we were both strapped in at the exact same time
The air taste so fucking stale
I can taste it through filters
Stop hiding in the clouds
And maybe brush your teeth
Since finishing your creation
Before unveiling
Your will to do or take
Whoever you want today
I see the harbor through my own salt water
Should I choke on either to empathize?
I hold your hand for the last time
While we lock dry rock eyes
He laughs, he slowly taketh away
To revel in one more turned to ash
While they wheeled you away
I grab your watch to recall our time together
That I will slowly forget to remember
Washing your dying clothes I chuckle
At your plaid golfers uniform
And decades old thin white boxers
That only fit my hairless chimpanzee
Hey little Tony’s out there
Thank your lunch monitor
And use the right tool
Measure 2, 3, 4 times at most
Kisses to your driver
Who lets you play cassette tapes
Even though the Cranberries
Hurt their ears
With every off key note
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