Vic Chesnutt Sad Peter Pan
it's the plan of mostto discover that magnificent ghostwhen did I get pervertedand my innocent eyes divertedfrom a view so grandimbued with distractions I'm greedy like Senior BabbittI'm just chasing that electric rabbitI'm a reluctant rebelI just want to be Aaron Nevillewith a crown on my headand my denim shirt all dark with sweat I'm just pushing the paint aroundon advice from your lying mouthyou touched me and then you ranand left a sad Peter Panall alone and awkwardbut a transformation I swear it will occur