Josh Woodward

I've been sleeping with the lights on, buried in regrets Breaking into sweats, naked as a falling leaf It's a natural reaction, driven to distraction, Clawing at the ghosts I'll never meet Oh, I don't know, where they go When they vanish in the corne

In a crumbling land I was singing in the junkyard choir again And I was waiting for my moment to come I was beating on the timpani drum in the rain Asleep inside a rusty van Parked beside the taxi stand Well it's nothing I would ever recommend to you

Sweet little Cherry got her hands in her pockets and she's waiting for a downtown train High heel boots with the straps hung low And her head hanging down in shame The wolves all dress up just like sheep and the go and hit the town Cherry never sees

Shadows in the Moonlight Take this pill, my dear It will keep you sharp and clear The side effects won't last too long It's stranger than it seems In your most peculiar dreams But it's nothing that won't fade with time Tuck the northern star in a can

The tiptoes on the bedroom floor These quiet eyes are spinning in the dark The secret wish that none will know She keeps it locked up in her pale heart Wait for it, it's tired and it's true Wait for it, it's all she ever knew She dreams in blue Wait

Well, this country's in the pits, so I really I should admit That I feel it's time to do something about it Our democracy is splintered, sold out to the highest bidder And I only see a single way around it Let's stop being so attendant, and declare o

The tide is on the brink of extinction The sky is on the verge of collapse The birds and the trees all are falling like leaves The memories are floating away The cabins on the shore are abandoned The streets are just a river of dust The ships on the