The lick of this days dead
Fire in my sweet life's belly
the circle of flames and friends
Sing Levon
And one more beer spilt
Knowing
The dust will carry us home
Daddy
Mother
Sons and daughters and friends
When the illness takes you or
Bullshit forces this fucked up hand
Death is inevitable
How will we walk in this honored place?
Hallowed ground remembers
And we smile with this royals whisky
Kissing our tongues
Your tongue
And the
Lovers keep dancing
While we all lie to ourselves
