Stuff I'm working on...

1.

i guess i give up
i'm not going to make it more than a month at most and you can prove it
we say run away
when its late at night but we never caught that midnight train ride
jamie jamie you make love like i'm not there
is that pleasure of fear behind those cold eyes
mosters sleep in peoples clothes and drink with me
was it them or the whiskey starting to show their teeth
i know its cheaper for you painting only in blue
you think just out of reach will keep me right underneath like hell its your hell
when you burn i can't breathe you take the air from my lungs
swear its someone elses fault you do too many drugs, like hell its your hell
roll into the park with a worn out smile
tired tired lips that can't embrace me now
but solo i can get that look to lie down
caught between two mirrors there's a million of you in town
keeping our affection to sharing smokes
you wrote my name in cursive on water, and i choked
burn everything you write you say art won't last
through the bottom of the glass my babys fading fast

2.

get off the boat take all the silver from the coat we stole in spain
it rains like a song i was a cloud but now i'm falling soaking your shoes
go on and just beg if you think it will work
i will sing La Peloma but they'll know the truth when i look up

i'm not the horse that you put money on
i've got the lungs, i just can't carry anyone

bring out the bull hold on to the blade
if this was the change if children are made to sever the vein
my silent witness
plucked from the rio grande
your misery falls from clear blue skies
they tell you to be brave
but they don't know the first thing about about it
guess i'll run away
but they'll track me down eventually

i'm not the hourse, that you put money on
i've got the lungs, i just can't carry anyone

no one knows me no one knows me here i'll plant my olive branches
bathe in sunlight grow old softly
no one knows me no one knows me here

3.

Verser la tristesse dans un verre.
pleutont Il renverse partout.
Boire ceci, jusqu'à ce que vous ne pouvez pas vous déplacer.

Mon amour se dissoudre.
Semblable à une ombre dans les soir.
Boire ceci, Jusqu'à ce que les lune chante par à toi. par a nous.

(anyone know if that is right?)

4.

the broken light bulb danced around the hollow chest while i waited
converted blue from an ungodly breeze its gently crushing me
flat land setting suns desperately scraping the western sky highways old towns with just churches and liquor stores
dead indians still sleep with their secrets like bloody books stashes away in cellars of fractured glass
whisper my darling my flashlight if there's still a way back from purple midnights