There is an urgency of Maybefore the dog days of summerunroll their long tongues and throw off loosened collars into the field.
They have their own day of celebration and share it with dice and package protection.
My voice was formedby cigarettes and whiskey,but sounds how I think,says what I must.
written by Thom Garretedited by Danna Colman
When you write the lyricsTo the music that is yoursOr mineOr theirs…
Everyone tells stories; writers write them down. Our stories are long, short, based on true life, corded to our deepest dreams…