Resignation Day

Stumbled up the alley over tins and wires and broken boxes left for us to trip across. Another bunch of rotten bad luck; you can't win man, what'd I tell you? Mucking hands can have a cost. First soaring then collision; like my television, stories al

I've chased this blue moon down all night have I been gaining any ground? Your picture's stapled to my dash I'm done killing time in gray ghost towns I'm heading south in search of life The blinding turns, the twisting knives Now I'm just driving str

Daylight in the east over Thunder Bay. You laugh like you＇re crazy. Wading through a drowsy communique As I blow smoke off the second floor. Scribble what you do, erasing what you＇ll quit. Since you don＇t leave the house, I＇m it. You＇re a jigsaw puzz