It’s only weather we’re in tonight It’s like it’s been waiting for you Blow out the candle and come to bed We’ll listen to the morning Some things just takeContinue readingIt’s Only Weather – Ben Roque
Spilled Perfume – Ben Roque
I got no small talk left for you A wishbone broken in two It’s nothing but spilled perfume That sleeping wino on a midnight train His tattoo once said herContinue readingSpilled Perfume – Ben Roque
To Bed With a Shovel – Ben Roque
Well if you’re gonna rip a paper skull Too many thoughts will hit the floor I poured a ribbon til the jaw got full Of words tied up in bowsContinue readingTo Bed With a Shovel – Ben Roque
A Lullaby Away – Ben Roque
Riddle me this luck in Baltimore She’ll settle him for a dollar more And suicide doors on a coffin Ford Heaven will be a lullaby away Delirious like a mothContinue readingA Lullaby Away – Ben Roque
Who Put Out the Light? – Ben Roque
I made the bed like a soldier, poured myself another sky-blue I told the devil on my shoulder don’t you have something to do? I left a trail of sulfurContinue readingWho Put Out the Light? – Ben Roque
Swearing at the Sky – Ben Roque
Cinder block by an old fence post Pieces of a scarecrow lying in the road Weeping on the avenue is all I heard She wasn’t back in time to findContinue readingSwearing at the Sky – Ben Roque
Rattle in a Boxcar – Ben Roque
Rattle in a boxcar, a spark on the rail Hollow in the brick wall and the hound found no trail Get the shovel, Lonnie’s under the tree Whittling a rootContinue readingRattle in a Boxcar – Ben Roque
I Learned the Trick from Jekyll – Ben Roque
With birds in your hat A milk white moon haunted maniac He settles his debt Throws a bag of nails at the place he left Since I learned the trickContinue readingI Learned the Trick from Jekyll – Ben Roque
Riot Unraveling – Ben Roque
Lit fuse, perfume Raining nail let the weather in the room Wet money, striptease Bend them bones til the buzzards barely breathe Riot, there’s a riot unraveling Staircase, wet moonContinue readingRiot Unraveling – Ben Roque
This Side of the Floor – Ben Roque
These eyelashes fall just like an ax The parlor closed down with only a match Leave your shadow nailed to the door Morning don’t come on this side of theContinue readingThis Side of the Floor – Ben Roque