Yeah Sapphire. . Yeah, Sapphire. I'm sick and I'm tired and I'm fried. And you gotta believe me. . Yeah, Sapphire. If I cross myself when I come,. Would you maybe receive me?.
I've got a lot of old friends that're getting back in touch. And it's a pretty good feeling yea it feels pretty good. I get a lot of double takes when I'm coming round the corners.
Don't tell my sister about your most recent vision.. Don't tell my family they're all wicked-strict Christian.. Don't tell the hangers-on, don't tell your friends..
It started when we were dancin'. It got heavy when we got to the bathroom.. We didn't go back to her place,. We went to some place where she cat-sits..
When there weren't any parties,. She'd park by the quarry,. Walk into the woods until she came to a clearing. Where townies would gather and drink until blackout,.
I guess we met a couple a bona-fide angels. But they all seemed kinda fat and fatigued. And now we're trying to match their mouths to the screens. Match their heads to their dreams.
She's always funny in the morning. She isn't always funny in the night. Once she gets a couple of drinks in. She's probably gonna tell you. You ain't doing anything right.
They used to think it was so cute. When she said "Dyer Maker". All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica. She'd always find a ride back home from the bar.
Me and my friends are like the drums on "Lust for Life?. We pound it out on floor toms. Our psalms are sing-along songs. . And this whole town is like this.
She says sometimes she sees these things. Right before they're happening. Hail Mary full of grace. Some nights she swears she feels her face. She's known a couple boys that died.