Animalhill
06/02/09, 08:58 AM
***super rough draft. Wrote it in an airport in North Carolina before my flight home. Let me know what you think
We were drinking down boundary lines underneath a Dixie sun.
And the speed of our mouths were inevitably sorting out the
trash of casual conversation.
Every verb of mine would light up her
lit up little mind and by the time it seemed the time to try
I didn’t even have to try.
My southern Belle- ring until I can’t breathe.
Oh, the toll it takes on me.
We were sneaking round like coyotes underneath a Dixie moon.
And the moonshine shine that swam around in her eyes
Made mine roll back in my head-
And sitting there inside was a
Girl in her prime that flexed when I reached and
Reached when I flexed and the impression it left
Will be tucked forever in the pocket of my mind.
My southern Belle- ring until I can’t breathe.
Aw, the toll it takes on me.
When I smiled, she crossed herself like there was a hex
Stuck in my teeth, and I’m beginning to think that there is.
We were drinking down boundary lines underneath a Dixie sun.
And the speed of our mouths were inevitably sorting out the
trash of casual conversation.
Every verb of mine would light up her
lit up little mind and by the time it seemed the time to try
I didn’t even have to try.
My southern Belle- ring until I can’t breathe.
Oh, the toll it takes on me.
We were sneaking round like coyotes underneath a Dixie moon.
And the moonshine shine that swam around in her eyes
Made mine roll back in my head-
And sitting there inside was a
Girl in her prime that flexed when I reached and
Reached when I flexed and the impression it left
Will be tucked forever in the pocket of my mind.
My southern Belle- ring until I can’t breathe.
Aw, the toll it takes on me.
When I smiled, she crossed herself like there was a hex
Stuck in my teeth, and I’m beginning to think that there is.