Text: Swingin' Utters. Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, And Bones. Shadows And Lies.

Everything lies between shadows and lies atleast that is my understanding and you can't leave behind those things that you hide they're all there for the taking, somethings you find in the back of your mind for safe keeping will catch you from behind if you keep it in hiding everyone lies beneath shadows and size atleast that's what they tought me everyone's eyes shaped truth with white lies they're sometimes so convincing a lesson of mine an old lesson in longing don't close your eyes or you'll miss what you're wanting