Holey Dime - Desert Sessions

Salty wounds or lemonade

That’s more like it

I flood a road to take a life

Oh I love it

Wait that crushed all them bones

See who’s standing

A plan that disappears in the smoke

You deserve it

You heave and you ho And you’ve fallen behind

A hand-full of knowledge that weakens you mind

A heart full of truth that is making you blind

Oh Holey Dime

Sent to hell on paper wings

They’re all laughing

A drone that permeates all things

Now you’re tone-deaf

A stitch in time and it’s your tongue

To chew on leather

The nectar falls into your mouth

And turns to gravel