Advice for Medics

love happens all the time

And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides And a dark wind blows  The government is corrupt And we're on so many drugs With the radio on and the curtains drawn  We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine And the machine is bleeding to death  The sun has fallen down And the billboards are all leering And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles  It went like this:  The buildings tumbled in on themselves Mothers clutching babies  Picked through the rubble And pulled out their hair  The skyline was beautiful on fire All twisted metal stretching upwards Everything washed in a thin orange haze  I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful - These are truly the last days"  You grabbed my hand  And we fell into it Like a daydream  Or a fever  We woke up one morning and fell a little further down For sure it's the valley of death  I open up my wallet And it's full of blood" 

i'm always coming back home to you.

that's it, that's all.

raise hell as i roll along

i'm burning like a bridge for your body.

a true work of art.

counting crows - raining in baltimore