Album: Hobo Rocket
A girl was kneeling by a phone this morning mumbling out some kind of a prayer
it seemed a better way to break away the day
than getting drunk again in peter bibb's favorite chair
argh
when i knelt down beside you to share in the spirit and the faith
and much to my surprise, your empty open eyes
and black ink running down your bloodless face
(Dank an Geher für den Text)