Sandglass Rivers
Rivers of whisky Smokey cold air ; The moon is bleeding out ; These words that we share ; Your arms full of tattoos ; And I don’t belong ; To your road that has faded ; After staring at the sun too long ; Years pass us by ; Like blood dried under my fingernails ; And time is like a mad accordion ; Ticking away in a terrible note ; Ill throw you a life belt ; You’ll live through this tide ; You’ve done nothing wrong ; No reason to hide ; We’ll die in the morning ; Our hair like a storm ; Shoes that don’t fit ; No place to call home ; Years pass us by...; 