Stuart Davis
grace
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Grace comes home drunk
And beats on the door to my gut
I fumble with locks til a wound opens
And she falls in laughing
Honey, I'm home
Honey, I'm home
I wince as she stumbles up my spine
And leaves a trail of bruises on my ribs
I choke on her dancing on my tongue
Where she kicks out a tooth
Honey, I'm home
Honey, I'm home
She smokes her cigarettes inside my head
And blows all the smoke into my eyes
Til one melts a tear and she sighs,
Just what I thought
Another fragile buddha
- Album:
- Cinderella (New Television Cast Recording (1965))
- Music for Mortals
- Bright Apocalypse
- Miscellaneous
- Bell
- Nomen Est Numen
- The Late Stuart Davis
- Self Titled
- 16 Nudes (Live)
- Self Untitled
- Big Energy Dream
- Idiot Express
- 16 Nudes
- Peppermint Sampler, Volume 2
- Stuart Davis
- Kid Mystic
- KBCO Studio C Local Edition - 2004
- WFUV New Music Sampler - 2008
- Stuck on AM: Off the Record in Minneapolis
- Something Simple