Poor Babbitt from Lonesome Loon by Faux Fawn

Poor Babbitt, under scarlet moon
There she lies with sunken eyes
upon a bed of gloom

Poor Babbitt, your veins all full of sin
You stepped away to far to play
among the devil’s kin

The sky will weep no more
For those who sleep, and dream
of lives they left to whore

Poor Babbitt, Poor Babbitt
Poor Babbitt, Poor Babbitt

Oh the lies you never never tell
Tossed pennies in a frozen well
You smoke leaves in a midnight haze
To forget you ever ever knew her face

Small steps now, small steps, atone
No need to carve past the bone
Conform you sad soul, alone
Leave starry nights and endless woes

• Alt-Folk
• Americana
• Chamber-Folk
• Folk
• Madison