the dregs of spring
the spring has sprung the buds are young tailor made for the brigade to go off marching in the shade youth is like a slate of mica transparent yet a solid lump (i lika) so… the dregs of spring
morning blues
i ain’t know the ins and outs i can’t tell you what it’s all about sometimes maybe i’ll reveal what others stake upon a deal but right now i’m just too damn tired to give… morning blues