lucky from skirmisher (2011) by eddie dixon

lucky

kissed all the stones but it wasnt enough to make you lucky
with every toast i drink it all to make you lucky
tilt the machine and it wasnt enough
to make you lucky

if you believe in the manager you must believe in vendettas
theres a mark on you as plain
as the hat on your head
thats just drawing the rain
the ants take the junction box
and its black now as a tornado heart
you sigh more than you weep
a professional JOB just chewin your teeth

your daddys wish it wasnt enough to make you lucky
revival tent it wasnt enough to make you lucky
ive seen you ask nice and it wasnt enough
to make you lucky
fair things might as well be unicorns
might as well talk of monkeys with wings
if we wanna talk of such things

your resolve is colonial up against the dark bells of the thunder
but there are batteries in the light
and too much has happened to worry tonight
you drink when you storytell but youre eyes stay so stoic
maybe alone you get mad
maybe this firewatch is all that you'll have
fair things might as well be fountains of gold
where the very air will sing
if we wanna talk of such things

• Rock
• acoustic
• oddball
• singer-songwriter
• southern indie rock
• Mississippi