Mrs. Garrison
Rock n' Roll Doggie ALL ACCESS
Oh lord, what have i become?
The erection in the sky was always second to none.
What once was magnificent slowly fades away
barely casting a shadow in the middle of the day.
I thought i created the perfect sound
to accompany the depths of my sorrow.
Yet the world has forgotten me
as i've nothing to borrow.
A lonely trumpet rusting in the desert sand like a cactus in the needle
Token battle cries raged a long time before you thought you knew me.
Love is missing a vital gasket
so we built love a nest.
As we gaze upon the high mountain
a beating heart sits atop it's crest.
Deep in the bowels
bloodstains on the carpet
such a mess made in stone
like wine flowing from the dam
a place built from dust and bone
Chasing finger prints into thin air
magic butterfly catches a ray.
Cosmic darkness into morning sun.
The mist speaks of those who've risen
from the monsters that you run.
The erection in the sky was always second to none.
What once was magnificent slowly fades away
barely casting a shadow in the middle of the day.
I thought i created the perfect sound
to accompany the depths of my sorrow.
Yet the world has forgotten me
as i've nothing to borrow.
A lonely trumpet rusting in the desert sand like a cactus in the needle
Token battle cries raged a long time before you thought you knew me.
Love is missing a vital gasket
so we built love a nest.
As we gaze upon the high mountain
a beating heart sits atop it's crest.
Deep in the bowels
bloodstains on the carpet
such a mess made in stone
like wine flowing from the dam
a place built from dust and bone
Chasing finger prints into thin air
magic butterfly catches a ray.
Cosmic darkness into morning sun.
The mist speaks of those who've risen
from the monsters that you run.