Kristin Hersh Under The Gun
My heart goes out to you A lover on a night with no moon I learned to fill out gaunt limbs Like parrot lady at Lake Michigan Troubled by a troubled life We hover blurry and glossy eyed
We passed this way before We said this then Under the gun we run
My heart goes out to you Your puny savings blown
The parrot lady at the ball mask A boy steps carefully over the grass The lizard looking up at me Is so goddamn Disney
We passed this way before We said this then Under the gun we run
