Shandy in the Graveyard (feat. billy woods)

Head down in the rain

My Walkman sings

Caught it in a paraphrase

The beast still stings

Feels like

On the edge of

An age

Where the scent of you still remains

In the valley

In the fey light

In the words that the record sings

She left a necklace and never retrieved it

I left a message meandering gently amidst our secrets

The clasp was broken but you know me

I tend to keep the pieces

Shards in shoeboxes still sharp

Love and rockets the shower sparks

White lightning in a mine shaft

It was black as a cold heart

Blacker than before

A glassy-eyed Gordon Parks

Cyclops in it's maze, afraid

I hear sticks sharpen in the dark

Surrounded by the bones of those I slain

But God knows my heart

In between the trees

My echo plays

Brushing on the strings

That connect and constrain

Feels like

On the edge of

An age

Where the scent of you still remains

In the solder

In the ashtray

In the old book we put away