chose an easy rhyme to fill these moments of your time i tried to keep between the line looking forward and behind i studied highway archeology poetry and rhythm as i m tapping in the forniac this moment of expression it s evolving and dissolving connecting and exploding building up and then eroding it s the end and i keep rolling i played a skinny indie white boy blues in a scuffed up military style shoes i m a convenient store connoisseur on a broken shoestring budget tour flap or float just barley float sing it fast and now get them all get no one knows success it s soon forgotten put to rest we crossed this country a million times trillion roads gazillion signs a re enactment is this life these words are just a bite from all those heroes that i heard just paraphrasing words to leave behind a song a re enactment of a song hey i m in love with this living and the dead hey i m in love with the living and the dead living and the dead i m in love with a lover whose dead i ve seen some highs and lows i ve seen those and you know he not a single person goes driven fourteen hours just to play into the sound guys he s reading his book we ve got to suck it up and try some bartender s playing on that mega touch machine hearing on fingernails and tapping on that screen and it s a cold bleak night as the poles bleeding light detroit s abandoned no casinos in my sight got to kill my time i m a ghost out on these streets i ll be sleeping in my truck tonight and not sleeping in your ice cold sheets got a scrambled heart it s a little over cooked got a novel full of wishes missing from your book there s no insurance in this life no protection from the night too many rules and no direction you walk under a knife it s just this temporality creating fleeting moments if your lacking in permanent you better make your moment potent ah ugh hey i m in love with this living and the dead hey i m in love with the living and the dead hey i m in love with the living and the dead hey i m in love with the living and the dead living and the dead i m in love with the living and the dead living and the dead i m in love with a lover whose dead
['asbury park indie', 'duluth indie']