Feel like a twenty bill
Stony drunk and built to spill
Out on the roadway
Like i feel
Got a few of bucks for gas
Spent the rest on grass
Roll it up to
Be more real
Stowed away on slow ships
Left behind on roadtrips
Trains lost somewhere
Seeking a meal
Haggard memories of embrace
My boots in your suitcase
Somehow always comes back
Back to your smile
Paint me up in Crayola hues
Aquamarine and patina blues
If i could be someone else
I’d choose Coeur du bois
Couer du bois, or you