Red oak sugar and Korean dogwood and Korean dogwood
Vibes turn to rubbed rum
Lit by mission moonlight
Kangas on that hillside
You are my life
And you baffle me some
Like vanilla's maple
Inca cornflower
You’re my baby’s blue eyes
And when you're gowndissolves in a prayer
You’ll hear a sound
That rings true and fair
Black King lightning
The dawn of orange blossoms and orange blossoms
My friend Keegan
Drawing endless love songs, endless love songs
Calm breath, sweet being, show me what you’re seeing
Show me what you’re seeing
And though right and loud and proud
Every little word
It still ain't heard
Strange prayers looming
Over all our brothers, over all our brothers
Prison life served
But Navajo Gospel
Is a rope thrown helpful
But for sure all that we’ve made
Will be swallowed by the Earth
For it’s got no worth