deep in dust - EP

take it with you

And it was endless

In the yard there were birds

And the columns and corners

of our house fell free

 

Books became worms

in the ground

And Jupiter danced around

the whirling sea

 

Two times she said to me

"be gone and take it with you"

But my boots remain roots

cemented to...

 

 

deep in dust

Sweet jet planes

flying over crows

leaving us exposed

to winter

 

Blue curtains

hang above our door

shamelessly ignored

and dead

 

My child

is a silver spoon

stuck inside a womb

forgiven

 

Grandmother

whisper in my ear

have another beer

and delay

 

Old photos

buried deep in dust

oh who can we trust

without asking

 

 

jackie wilson's dead

Snapper fishing on that old lagoon

Maybe play a little Van Morrison tune

 

I've been free for three long years

But these stories never dissappear

 

I played baseball until it was dusk

My wife and children always seem to make a fuss

 

And the end of Autumn brings us closer to

Our quaking bodies fierce in the light of the moon

 

So why don't we flow into the mystic with a back-river song?

Even our homeland can't seem to make sense of what here's gone wrong.

Maybe Jackie Wilson is hiding an answer she's unwilling to share.

I'd let it stone me straight to my soul if it meant we'd be spared.

Let that moondance fill the air.

 

Hooks and bobbers haze my line of sight

And this fucking headache feels like a damn dogfight.

 

 

Wine High

I drink wine to get high

I drink wine to get high

I drink wine, when I feel its time

To get high

 

There's a well beneath my feet

And it fills when I'm hungry

My purple veins like capillaries

I drink wine to get high

 

Fill me up, put me down

Watch our money slip away

And sure, we may be just a casualty

But I drink wine to get high


Meaghan - Single

 

Meaghan, running down the pavement

Feeding birds in cages, in the third grade

 

But now I haven’t heard your name in ages

Been through so many stages of health and misery

 

Meaghan, though you’d be courageous

But now you’re in the back pages, with the OB’s

 

So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise

Over a breath, that was yours to lose

 

Blaming, cursing the heavens for their taking of sons and daughters

Now they’re breaking, choosing a casket and a grave

 

Mother and father, should they even really bother

Making amends with one another if their child can’t be saved

 

So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise

Over a breath, that was yours to lose

 

Meaghan, where was your head, what were you thinking

When you were sinking towards the bats and the bees

 

Now your brother has no guardian to cover he and his cursed lover

But you’ll be waiting at the gates

 

So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise

Over a breath, that was yours to lose


The Sun Also Rises

 

(As seen in Nick Picirrilli's Ghost Notes)

 

When I was young, I was afraid, I would go running

The neighbor’s yard was full of weeds that wrestled with stones

My Dad would call from down the street as the sun sank below us

And for a while we could pretend that we’d never grow old

 

And all those days we spent at home when I would get nervous

My Mother’s touch is all that was needed to battle a cold

Our nights were warm, and I’d fall asleep on the couch by the fire

Those heedless dreams have never come back, they’re rolling like stones

 

I know the sun also rises

Even if we’ve all lost hope

And even though our families may be broken

The memories and the feelings still ring home

 

Remember those weeks we spent in sand, surrounded by ocean

And Uncle John, his Mountain Dew as priceless as gold

The women would watch and the men played golf and cousins built castles

The bats in the trees reminded us all we weren’t alone

 

I know the sun also rises

Even if we’ve all lost hope

And even though our families may be broken

The memories, and the feelings still ring home


Castle - EP

 

Cigarettes

I smoke cigarettes when I’m sad

When I feel like there’s no direction home

When I care so little about myself

When I feel like the only thing that can save me is someone else

They make me feel like I have some control

At least over my decisions and the places I’ll go

So who cares if it ravages my body

So long as I’m the one who allows it to do so

 

Our feelings are just that

And our lungs know so much more

That what we can’t be in the morning

A little smoke can help us mourn

 

I smoke cigarettes when I’m nervous

And afraid of all the things that I can be

When my skin peels off my body

And people can see what’s underneath

 

They help me wish away the place

Where I always thought I’d die

Making jokes just to fit in

Making some lonely kid cry

 

But my past is just that

Some tortured lullaby

Just a kid afraid to be alone

With his thoughts and poison mind

 

And so he smokes cigarettes

Cause there’s no one by his side

And the brave ones who have learned his name

Have been punished just for trying

Yeah they’ve been punished just for trying

Yeah they’ve been punished just for trying

 

Whiskey Girl

Three A.M., drunk on wine, making space for just a little more time

And I can see across from me a whole new world

She’s a whiskey girl, and she’s waiting there for me

 

Bright red hair, clear blue eyes, lips and bottom make a grown man cry

And I can't stand, but baby take my hand and teach me how to dance

She’s a whiskey girl, and she’s coming home with me

 

Now I’m not afraid, and I’m not tired, but damn this girl she’s got a whole lot of fire

She might bight, she might sting, but oh my lord she taught me how to sing

She’s a whiskey girl, and she’s got me on my knees

 

And if she sticks around, you tell the whole damn town

That if they need me I’ll be listening to the sound with my baby

 

Now all good things come to and end, and just my luck she found another man

Eight feet tall, plays a baby grand, moved to town with his six-piece band

She’s a whiskey girl, and I still can hear her breathe

 

And if I say I’m fine, then I’m about to cry, cause these old eyes have had a real tough time

Don’t be fooled by my acting cool, cause this old broad gave me a whole lot of fuel

Wish me well I’m going straight to hell… once I watch her lover die

 

CASTLE

Well my father built a castle on the east side

And when I was a kid, I thought one day it would be all mine

But I was young and had no concept of a real life

No, just a wishful thinker in the midst of a bullet fight

 

And you’d think at twenty-three I’d learn to realize

That there’s no getting lucky, we’re all just pretending to be alright

So when you came to me that evening off your train ride

At the height of New York City, how could I have ever been so blind?

 

And I have been weak from the start

Often selfish, drinking hard

But I’m still just a kid

And I couldn’t see that far

 

This isn’t a condemnation

No this isn’t a desperate cry

I am happy you have another to marry

Wish I could say so do I

 

All those songs that you had told me we would live by

I’ve been playing alone, no I just can’t see to help myself

And this pain became a phrase that I can live by

Be good to yourself, don’t trust the words of a broken girl

 

This isn’t a goodbye letter

And I harbor no blame

But I’ll tell you right now you could’ve done better

You built me a castle you could’ve stayed

 

Stoned Blue Eyes

Whispering tides and mountains high, oh immoral days

Future's blind, and wounds are wide as gospel days

 

But the grey's an aching pain

And the lonesome boy's disdain

Will find another way to fuel his heartache

 

Stoned blue eyes are no disguise for honesty

The world's demise can hardly hide from irony

 

And the moon's a bleedin' though

His favorite shade of blue

And the sheep go jumping through a ring so tame

 

Take the time to read a rhyme to each new day

Kill the night with song of flight and cheap brigades

 

But the grey's an aching pain

And the lonesome boy's disdain

Will find another way to fuel his heartache

 

And the moon's a bleedin' though

His favorite shade of blue

And sheep go jumping through a ring so tame

 

Tennessee Honey

Just waiting on love

Just waiting on love

To pick up my demons

And take me on home

 

Just waiting on secrets

And all of their voices

To quit all their talking

And quit throwing stones

 

Just waiting on whiskey

To pull my emotions

And settle my notions

Of shameless defeat

 

Just waiting on heroes

To batter their bodies

And rally behind me

Through cinder and smoke

 

And all of the bones that we laid

In the backyard where we made

Us a bed in the cold

We could look up and grow old

 

Just waiting on conscience

To stop it’s complaining

And just go on debating

If we ever were free

 

Just waiting on faces

To kiss all the sinners

In time the beginners

Will be hearing our pleas

 

Just waiting on photos

To show us the railroads

Those ravens and scarecrows

And the tombs at our feet

 

Just waiting on money

Buy some Tennessee Honey

Oh, but darling it’s not me

Who’ll be taking you home

 

And all of the dreams that we shared

And our bodies far too scared

To be patient and wait

By the oak tree and escape

 

Just waiting on love

Just waiting on love

To pick up my demons

And take me on home