Horus8 & The WerewolvesNut Folk/Acoustic Rock/Americana

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Michael Jost

fiogf49gjkf0d It was the middle of the night, in the middle of the road I could feel it coming, it was ready to explode I felt it in my head, and all in my hands I did what it said, obeyed all demands. Then I cried so sweetly You fell asleep beneath me But nothing is forever Hey, let’s get back to Denver, and find some reason to never get home. Now it’s dawn, I’m still in the road Lying face first, the blood has flood I remember your hair, but mostly your eyes How did it taste, your final surprise? Then I died so sweet You washed your hands so neat How’d you get so mean? There was nothing in between, you or I, I guess it was all a lie, and your need to focus on yourself. Now it’s dusk, I’ve crawled off the road Dragging my legs, crushed by your load The cat’s got my tongue, the vultures my eyes How did it feel, to sever your ties? Then I died so sweet You washed your hands so neat How’d you get so mean? There was nothing in between, you or I, Thank you for the lullabye. x