These Nights from Poem by Jeremy Squires

There’s a late storm coming in the middle of the summertime but the thunder in my head happens every night

There’s a devil on my shoulder and an angel on the other side
She tells me I’ll be alright

There’s a demon in my bed moving around with them rattlesnake eyes
I feel it slithering inside in the middle of the night

There’s an angel on my shoulder and the Devil’s on the other side
He tells me I’m gonna die before my time

The leaves falling at my feet
In an autumn rush
Memories fucking up my head
I don’t miss that much

The leaves falling at my feet
Chasing the lights
Memories fucking up my head
Falling at my feet

These nights don’t make a sound
They don’t make a sound

• Folk
• alternative-folk
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• southern-gothic
• New Bern