Last One
Outside on the porch, in reality
it was a bunch of bricks just
stacked up. Out side a small
cold trailer tucked away in the
woods the place were I grew up
leaned to ride a bike and how
to hide from my moon when I did
Something wrong. To others i may
have been a broke down shack
but nothing can comper to the
edcinders I had walking myself
threw the woods sometimes stoping
and just laying down. Now that
I look back on it those may
have been the best days of my
life
Now that im grown Sometimes I still
sneak away to the woods to walk
and think mostly nothing but it
always releases some stress.
Im not sure were life will lead me
but I here of old friends going to
jail and dieing from drugs and sometimes
stoping by there graves to say a few words
even thow I know no one would talk back
I cant ask them why they did the things they did
but i guess everyones story is different
almost everyone is gone
and now I write my own story
I don't know if it will be a drama or a love or a comedy
but I can tell you now it will be one of the best ever writen
Created in partnership with the Canadian noisemakers, the late legend's final collaborative LP enshrines his ability to lift joint ventures into otherworldly territory. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 8, 2021