Looking through the pages of a sweetened disaster
Rain fell and washed away all of my innocence...

A December spent in my thighs
Now it's time to rake the springtime...

Dedicated to david karlowski,
sept. 5, 1989 - sept. 20, 2008...

How you touch a lady
It's all fine with me, honey...

You're the voice that I like
The breath I see in the winter...

I'll touch the earth with my feet
But I want to taste it one more time...

I'm down on my knees praying this cold night
I remember how it all went down last time...

Dedicated to Lauren, Drue, Lize, Sam, Hunter...
For we won't be in that place for long...

Here's to the past times
I held you like a fool...

25 coins and she hikes to the store
all alone wishing there was something more...

Sticks and stone, lipstick and glamour
Questions slowly rose to clamor...

Shave her of her defenses
Watch her break apart like a handful of ashses...