only heard a few stories really only seen a few works tractor paints on plywood covered with verse you see so much see not much at all but we're treading down serpents and we're breaking the fall if a picture's worth a thousand words what i've seen is what i've heard the image writhes flickers on the screen
distance grows wide between the glory and the dream you may be out there on the river with your bridges all burned cannot swim a stroke 'cause you never learn never learn sure some wear it like a badge or a noose around their neck but call me home early Lord i swear there's nothing to protect