Heaven hasn’t called my name
Betting against ourselves
Left in exile
Bring the bottle, bring the ice
organizing an accident · one year later
Every day takes me higher
I get what I want then I want it again
I didn’t have the heart it takes
I don’t argue with the devil
We walk this line together
Namaste
These are the broad strokes
It’s fun to do bad things
I think of Joni in the bar light
When You Get Sick of It All
Hearing God Overhead
Allowances
Buried in Sands of Time