White taxi
April air
Raspberry blue
Deep pull
Constant hum of sirens
Hand through your hair
To remind you
Of what you are
You adjusted to the dark
Happy 2012
Prayer week
Eighteen fold
Cottons on the wake up
Real men don't care
Gut the grape cigar
Are you adjusted to the dark?
Are you adjusted to the dark
And sleeping well?
My first friend
Are you adjusted to the dark?
Swingset
Never speaks the riders name
But when the children play
The worn out sideways chain
Sings of their strain
In it's sway
