"Rob Evans" wrote:
>Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Thanks for watching and having a listen, Mushmouth... anyone else
> > interested can click the link below for 4 or 5 of my new song-poems,
> > comment and critique welcome, as always.
>
> Unspeakable shit as always.
But it does get "spoken", Mushmouth, and to be honest, you're in a
minority in your opinion of it.
We just finished the new song last night, with guest vocals by Sandy
Madaris, now on the player at the "Will Dockery & Friends" SpaceFace
page. Comments & Critique are, as always, most welcome:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
She Sleeps Tight
Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman's eye.
Maker's mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.
Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.
Dice and coins
scattered in the snow.
Won't be long,
until I see her face.
She's waiting
in an undisclosed place.
I've been conspired
banned from my muse.
This won't stick
poor boy's all confused.
This won't stick
poor boy's all confused.
In Salem town
she keeps her chin so high.
Darkened breeze
she smiles as I roll by.
Step inside
she looks for tables left.
Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.
Wink at time
nothing lasts except yourself.
Like a Steamboat
she plans to roll on down.
To the Gulf
out of this dirty town.
Copper mesh
kept stuffed in a jar.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
Sharp cold hit
turning wine to water.
We know him
eye deed by his ship.
In a trap
a kind of goosechase trip.
Whiskey fumes
and stale gunsmoke.
Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.
Sunk and drowned
with all her knives and jokes.
Sleeps so tight
she has a marksman's eye.
Maker's mark
tattoo firewater spine.
Leather shoes
but nowhere to go.
-Will Dockery (words)
Brian Mallard (music) |
