Joy Of A Toy
I knew I could not hold him,
His love for freedom
Was far too strong.
But though he's gone now
My life is just beginning,
I'll soon forget him,
I'll soon forget him,
I must forget him, Lord!
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
There's a brand new day beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
There's a brand new love that waits for me.
Will I remember,
Will I still hear him whisper ?
Will I still feel his
Lips on mine ?
In dreams I see him,
Perhaps he'll stay forever
And all I'm wishing
And all I'm hoping
And all my longing, too.
S
Until the Led
(Vic Chesnutt)
sitting in a square room
my voice is freezing
and the beams that are bouncing off the moon
are hanging from my window like icicles
just a tired old alcoholic, waxing bucolic
shivering and homesick
staring at a wooden floor
staring at a wooden floor
last night I nearly killed myself
chasing rum with rum
there were crows flying all around my head
and I sure caught and ate me some
it's funny how I alienated
those who I was trying just so
so hard to impress
now half those fuckers hate me
and I'm just a fool to all the rest
why do I insist on drinking myself to the grave
why do I dream about cozy coffin
I had all these plans of great things to accomplish
but I end up purely pathetic more than often