Friday, January 22, 2016

Upcountry Low Country Boil

Verse 1: second time he spoke about no final goodbyes
head to church on another Sunday
no clouds in the wintertime
upcountry is where you'll find me 
pass the goats and the lavender fields
forgetting lyrics, forgetting faces
one last go around on the phonograph
no memories, leaving behind this warm climate town

Chorus: and I'll have salad for breakfast sweet tea if you have it
lie on my surfboard until we see each other again
(the) hot-air balloon ride you saved me
convertible ride watching the purple orange skies

Verse 2: driving across state lines on three hours of sleep
parish to perish sunny side mail-order bride
nothing better than a low country boil in the Summertime
concert in the desert he claims only for Dad's
hammock we saw overlooking the big ocean
heading up yonder skiing from bear to bare
a last thank you before the bells toll

Chorus

Break: Metke*, yes. Metke, always
seen a rainbow that made you cry
trust the stardust trust the long haul home

Chorus

*Can be substituted for Gretzky or Brady. Or, anything really.