Fullterton Road Trick
Written by Jeff Buckley
Unreleased
Written by Jeff Buckley
Unreleased
| Lyrics: I've felt this season before As a child playing dead near the road One curious blankfaced summer Unaware that the flesh will erode My child-heart raced without record Of judgement toward self, sight or smell That would winter my naked dive into the deep Of disaster, that Halloween spell My brother and I, we the crazy We the stupid young blind, we the coarse We the jagged dishonest music produced By desperate tryst and divorce We the soiled, we the twin bastard kin Oblivious to locks and safety caps for pills Or motives for motorist's rescues or sins Or the basement they keep in the hills With our eyeballs in pain from not laughing Some stranger steps out from his car And for some reason opens the trunk with his keys Never asking how both of us are We jump to our feet hurling dirt clods like the rapid fire kiss of affection We burst back to home through nowhere to sleep In the season of summer destruction | Notes: |