Drag

Heartless hum of cicada slums

Still feel the sun when the day is done

My bones are wet

They sweat when I squeeze

My head in my hands praying for a breeze

I swallow my pills by the window sill

Try to find words for the way I feel

The telephone's got an ugly tone

Savages and spiders they eat their own

I'm like a dog that don't like to bark

Just a muddy old crow can't find the ark

My feet are muddy, I guess, I suppose

I’ll put’em under the water hose

Sometimes I lose all humility

Sometimes I can't find what's in front of me

Sometimes the song finds a hole in the bag

Sometimes the summer, it's just a drag

It rained last night, I watched it fall

Heard the radio bleeding thru the walls

I couldn't remember what Dichotomy meant

Then something happened, something clicked

I found my woman reading in her chair

We made love out of despair

Sometimes I lose all humility

Sometimes I can't find what's in front of me

Sometimes the song finds a hole in the bag

Sometimes the summer, it's just a drag