The Garden Vic Chesnutt

There's a dark fading light In the garden where you Lay your head tonight Through the darkened hours Were you thinking of me?

Danny Carlisle Vic Chesnutt

He wanted a tree fort more than anything Yes, he wanted to build and defend one on his own But the neighbor boys BB siege was overwhelming So he won't be building his dream tree fort anymore He received

Rambunctious Cloud Vic Chesnutt

Here comes the rain, the bottom fell out Thunder hit, shook the house Sunday, church is letting out The rain comes from rambunctious cloud Here comes the rain, the bottom fell out I knew it was coming

Gravity Of The Situation Vic Chesnutt

Well we blew past the army motorcade-and It's abnormal load haulage the gravity of the situation Came on us like a bit of new knowledge the bubbliest bubble bath Broke down on the bank the gravity of

Soggy Tongues Vic Chesnutt

Well the big huge valley is a ribbon of light The aqueducts are snakes tonight The stars are homesteaders, staking claims My head is hopping with historical names Transfer trucks are buffalo's Chewing

Nathan Vic Chesnutt

The great grandfather, with his pious beard Bathed in the river, all his years Many books, that lined his walls Jews and gentiles, held him in awe Nathan stepped through the broken window And looked to

Sponge Vic Chesnutt

Pleasure is melting like chocolate My blue ribbon gumption is gone All my gravy must have soaked into something And the world The filthy steps, the cold concrete The phony earth below my feet The ancient

Big Huge Valley Vic Chesnutt

Well the big huge valley is a ribbon of light The aqueducts are snakes tonight The stars are homesteaders, staking claims My head is hopping with historical names Transfer trucks are buffalo's Chewing

Zippy Morocco Vic Chesnutt

Zippy morocco with a hat on his head Set sail for the seven seas When his mother took to dead Barely out of teenagedom When his mental map was unfurled The next thing that he knew He found himself halfway

Strange Language Vic Chesnutt

Up on the bluff, where I wish I was Twisting up the pages of history My cold feet dangling, my bony arms gesturing To summon up a little chunk of that history In the corridor the shadows are long And it

Bug Vic Chesnutt

"Michelle loves Willie" "Our little Sarah" "Daughters of the American Revolution" "Stryper loves Jesus" and I love a girl Against my better judgment 'Cause I feel like a squirrel My roommates got married

Thumbtack Vic Chesnutt

Take a light bulb from the closet And replace the one above the faucet scrape The whisker from my face nick my lip in pointless haste Take a magic marker black darken a spot on the map of a county on

Forthright Vic Chesnutt

Looking in the hourglass Ants in the sand Reflected in the oil lamp I can see the wrinkles in your hand You can be forthright with me You can be forthright with me Next to the pot-bellied stove Hand on

One Of Many Vic Chesnutt

you're only one of many of small account if any you think about yourself too much this touch the child with the quick touch and worked his mind to such a pitch, he threw his fellows in a ditch this little

2nd Floor Vic Chesnutt

If you want to see two circling swans On the surface of the sewer pond Don't crane your neck where you are You've got to climb to the second floor And I wouldn't've even mentioned it If you didn't seem

Sleeping Man Vic Chesnutt

You're a freak of nature You are a siamese You are in a pickle jar For all the world to see Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man You are

Wren's Nest Vic Chesnutt

Like at the wren's nest Like at rock eagle Ironies swirl and hearts are twisted taut Around their pivot points The stag scrapes his felt on a scrubby dogwood tree Like at the warm springs Like at key club

Mr. Reilly Vic Chesnutt

Reilly who swears that in Baton Rouge Louisiana, they don't care about, his philosophy he swears that any time in Baton Rouge everything is the same well we stared into the cup, but we could not see the

Vesuvius Vic Chesnutt

Trying to clip the creek to the bank with a clothes pin Waterlogged system, rusty spring, faulty planning Logic squeezed out like mustard at a corndog Hypertension is not wisdom, chewing the leather straps

Doubting Woman Vic Chesnutt

I was supposed to tell you about the point of departure With the aim of a drunken archer I will probably stray But you can see in her bold eyebrow You can see in that fancy cup That even her freakish nipples

Band Camp Vic Chesnutt

Well the first time I ever laid eyes on you Was my first year at marching band camp You never played the part as it was written You would always vamp You was always cracking me up Messing with the band

Onion Soup Vic Chesnutt

Thin and unshaved, drunk and mysterious ooh, I must say lifestyle is curious with A little touch of the sniffles and filthy socks gnawed, Crumbled fingernails never doing tomahawk chops A flaky head

Withering Vic Chesnutt

What are you doing withering away Yes I've heard you've lost the will to play Whatever happened to those fluid movements You were so proud of in the intimate moments What about the girl you left at the

Fa-La-La Vic Chesnutt

Fa-la-la is running around All over the grounds of the hospital I was watching for her Like some people watch birds From the window of my hospital room I was trapped and tired She was as free as I'd ever

Dying Young Vic Chesnutt

Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs The experts say there's things He should've done better But instead he is just dying young And tired of disbelieving, sick of struggling The experts busy Their

Wrong Piano Vic Chesnutt

Oberheim, Yamaha, Steinway And the lot I must have played the wrong piano Cause it left me with, I don't know what So don't talk to me about mistakes yes We all simply have got to take precautions

Sultan, So Mighty Vic Chesnutt

I'm here because I'm a eunuch I am no threat I'm here to watch the ladies And to fan away their sweat And the sultan, so mighty Comes crawling to me When he has a little problem With the ladies I'm here

Stay Inside Vic Chesnutt

Well, I guess I'm through stewing How 'bout lets roll the rock away? My bedclothes have gone all funky I've got to get out of this cave Stay inside!

Betty Lonely Vic Chesnutt

Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of stuccoon the north bank of a brackish river Her ears omit the noise from a nearby air stripher mind floats beyond the snapper boats Betty Lonely, her green eyes are roughly

Bakersfield Vic Chesnutt

Well the souvenirs On my dusty shelf Well I get out the Tarn-X, And I polish them myself Yes, posters are falling, But who needs them at my age?

Virginia Vic Chesnutt

Pusha TIn my "Home Sweet Home" I keep chrome next to my bones Alters my walk to limpin' Since I love the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimpin' It 'tis what it seems That thing imprintin' through the seams

Lucinda Williams Vic Chesnutt

lies, rubber knives I'm a dastardly villain, doing belly dives I before E except after me I'm dowsing my vitals at break-neck speed You and your little entourage Playing amazing little parlor games in the

Styrofoam Vic Chesnutt

Emotion drains Like the contents of a cooler My thorax is Styrofoam I'm a cheap spent shell And a bio hazard Grind me up then mail me away Maybe transmogrified I'll be satisfied That finally at long last

Soft Picasso Vic Chesnutt

love affair Completely cool and casual They hardly knew each other was there I mean Both of them had their own getting off to do And they had to dream about their own self When they were through But the

Confusion Vic Chesnutt

Well, when I woke up this morning The sky was so bright It?d been a raining for days Now it seemed like everything was a gonna be alright But still those November winds keep a blowing And I?

Bernadette Vic Chesnutt

except to wheeze my lazy wheeze "Bernadette, where are you" "Bernadette, where are you" she gets much acclamation for such a self ordained Faustian Bernadette doesn't like doubters she wants to fight in the

Where Were You Vic Chesnutt

Where were you two years ago when I was locked out there at the barn When some certain Athens sacred monster was doing me in the charm We could've been chatting heart to heart on that front porch with

Thailand Vic Chesnutt

It's a battle of the culinary arts in that boiling land you Met your mate over across that river and some good old heroin In Thailand Into our lovely story, who do we insert but the mighty, Mighty Steve

Speed Racer Vic Chesnutt

I think it's my attention span clipped by TV at an early age well who heard the radio when you are five years old?

Panic Pure Vic Chesnutt

My earliest memory is of holding up a sparkler High up to the darkest sky Some 4th of July spectacular I shook it with an urgency I'll never ever be able to repeat At times I might could be accused of

Stevie Smith Vic Chesnutt

nobody heard him the dead man, but still he lay moaning: i was much further out than you thought and not waving but drowning poor chap he always loved larking and now he's dead it must have been too cold

Naughty Fatalist Vic Chesnutt

my billowy reflection You're a giant You're a giant A little late night caching A tender moving soul shake With all light diffused You'll wake up butch and bruised Butch and bruised Straight lines As the

Bourgeois And Biblical Vic Chesnutt

bourgeois and biblical hanging on nails mad metallic icons the old cyclone still compels your hoity haiku lip curls the onion papers drain Constantinople misty recollections cold outdoor acoustics piney

Kick My Ass Vic Chesnutt

The jam I was in When things weren't working out Led me to the brunt Of your swinging bout I'm so sorry I regret everything But what can I do To have you take back that swing?

Rabbit Box Vic Chesnutt

possum and a kitten both of which were a bitch to set free cause I thought they were going to bite me but we all three escaped safely well once I took my single shotgun and put on my camouflage and hid in the

Stupid Preoccupations Vic Chesnutt

All those puny ingratiations You know I am a terrible patient I am barely alive Ever since my daddy died And I've been searching for my own little babies To misbehave and betray me I tie one onto all the

When I Ran Off And Left Her Vic Chesnutt

When I ran off and left her She wasn't holding a baby She was holding a bottle And a big grudge against me I tried to learn from the psychiatrist How to stay calm and minimize risk But I should've kept

Gnats Vic Chesnutt

Gnats and bats and things with wings i know why the cagey fella won't sing sticks and stones and broken bones i know why my words are wrong humps and stumps and green tattoos i know why your crutches bruise

Super Tuesday Vic Chesnutt

super tuesday, on the ball super tuesday i am out on a stroll super tuesday, i'm in control oh, super tuesday I'm out on a stroll oh I am out on a stroll super tuesday, i'm in the door super tuesday I

Independence Day Vic Chesnutt

Well I stepped out of a cloud and the ditch it is close I mean the ditch it is closing in.