For Thuggy; may she find her way back home.

Luna, I Will

Sunday afternoon
You and me and the Soviets
Sunday afternoon
Cherry blossoms and Capulets
Will you sit next to me?
Down George Street all the way to Albany
Will you sit next to me?
We don't need no basement scene

If I have to walk you home
If I have to build this sill from from stone
If I have to climb up seven hundred sleepy hills
Luna, I will.

And when the sky turns gray
We will tear off these clothes of cotton-made
Yeah, when the sky turns gray
There'll be raindrops running down your face

If you need to catch your breath
If you need me to hold up your silhouette
If you need me to be quiet and lay still
Luna, I will.
Luna, I will.

Pretty Pictures

All these silk and feathers are just outside of reach
And you were hanging pretty pictures in between the stacks in the library
If you find something nice then you let it go
And you found something nice and you let it go
'Cause you know, you know

Tall, tall, tall as the sun is
Tall, tall, tall as a tree trunk
Fall, fall, falls in the woods
Fall, fall, falls like it should
Call, call, out to a songbird that
Call, calls, out to another
In the dark

In that moment of inspiration, now all you're left with is
The salty taste of wasted anticipation and patience
And you can't see the state line, but you'll be back again, yeah
And you can't see the state line, but you'll come back when the tide is in
You always do

Tall, tall, tall as the sun is
Tall, tall, tall as a tree trunk
Fall, fall, falls in the woods
Fall, fall, falls like it should
Call, call, out to a songbird that
Call, calls, out to another
In the dark

Tall, tall, tall as the sun is
Tall, tall, tall as a tree trunk
Fall, fall, falls in the woods
Fall, fall, falls like it should
Call, call, out to a songbird that
Call, calls, out to another
In the dark

Years

Under the moonlight
And you were never here
All these days turn into nights
All those nights turned into years
I'll sleep in forever
You'll dream a thousand dreams
I haven't been that honest with you
You haven't been too honest with me

I found a reason
I found a reason for being so scared
I found a reason
I found a reason for being so gone
So gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone

You'll be stuck and I'll stay golden
I can smell the red of roses
I can hear the garden you've grown
I can feel your holy ghost and
They don't like the way that you taste
You won't take the time I've wasted
But you have never seen me in the dark
With all the stars all over me, but that's not how I wanna go

I found a reason
I found a reason for being so scared
I found a reason
I found a reason for being so gone
So gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone

I found a reason
I found a reason for being so scared
I found a reason
I found a reason for being so gone
I found a reason
I found a reason for being so scared
I found a reason
I found a reason for being so gone