Very Small and Weak in a Land of Barbarians - Dangers

I drive this desert road

Alone

Just my black Accent and me

Looking for an unmolested view

Some grand Felicity beyond the reach of man

And to think… I used to want a filthy kid

I used to want a fucking wife

But what I think I need now is some sound advice

I think I need a vice

Some rot for gorgeous brains

Thirty-two years old

And still so afraid

Don’t talk to me

Leave me alone with this Earth I get to call my home

No power lines

No telephone

Leave me alone

I used to want a kid

I did

And sometimes I still do

It’s true

It’s that selfish part of me that wants to share this road with eyes a lot like

mine, but with the magic left inside—my shotgun loaded with dropping jaw

As the earth quakes in 5/4 time

And if you listen close, you just might hear it whisper, hear the earth call

out your name

Nudge you to the edge

Let you peek inside

And pull you back again

It’s whispering your name

It’s whispering your name

You’re not alone

No, you’re not alone

It’s whispering your name