Witches and Warlocks

Witches and warlocks

And seven hour porch talks

While your blue eyes pierce through my mind

Blonde hair all messed up

Cold beers to rest up

Paint spill in the back of your truck

Harmonize to my voice

It’s not like I have a choice

The cigarettes on your breath

Are like memories to my mind

Of another place, another time

Somewhere I wish we could stay

Benches on young street

And flowers and bare feet

You told me “watch out for the glass”

Moonlight in my eyes

Silence by midnight

Alone in my countryside

Mississippi backroad

Carrying your load

Where service doesn’t exist

To dropped calls and thinking

And countless daydreams

Replay your laugh in my head

Witches and warlocks

And seven hour porch talks