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The Garden Vic Chesnutt There's a dark fading light In the garden where you Lay your head tonight Through the darkened hours Were you thinking of me? Danny Carlisle Vic Chesnutt He wanted a tree fort more than anything Yes, he wanted to build and defend one on his own But the neighbor boys BB siege was overwhelming So he won't be building his dream tree fort anymore He received Rambunctious Cloud Vic Chesnutt Here comes the rain, the bottom fell out Thunder hit, shook the house Sunday, church is letting out The rain comes from rambunctious cloud Here comes the rain, the bottom fell out I knew it was coming Gravity Of The Situation Vic Chesnutt Well we blew past the army motorcade-and It's abnormal load haulage the gravity of the situation Came on us like a bit of new knowledge the bubbliest bubble bath Broke down on the bank the gravity of Soggy Tongues Vic Chesnutt Well the big huge valley is a ribbon of light The aqueducts are snakes tonight The stars are homesteaders, staking claims My head is hopping with historical names Transfer trucks are buffalo's Chewing Nathan Vic Chesnutt The great grandfather, with his pious beard Bathed in the river, all his years Many books, that lined his walls Jews and gentiles, held him in awe Nathan stepped through the broken window And looked to Sponge Vic Chesnutt Pleasure is melting like chocolate My blue ribbon gumption is gone All my gravy must have soaked into something And the world The filthy steps, the cold concrete The phony earth below my feet The ancient Big Huge Valley Vic Chesnutt Well the big huge valley is a ribbon of light The aqueducts are snakes tonight The stars are homesteaders, staking claims My head is hopping with historical names Transfer trucks are buffalo's Chewing Zippy Morocco Vic Chesnutt Zippy morocco with a hat on his head Set sail for the seven seas When his mother took to dead Barely out of teenagedom When his mental map was unfurled The next thing that he knew He found himself halfway Strange Language Vic Chesnutt Up on the bluff, where I wish I was Twisting up the pages of history My cold feet dangling, my bony arms gesturing To summon up a little chunk of that history In the corridor the shadows are long And it Bug Vic Chesnutt "Michelle loves Willie" "Our little Sarah" "Daughters of the American Revolution" "Stryper loves Jesus" and I love a girl Against my better judgment 'Cause I feel like a squirrel My roommates got married Forthright Vic Chesnutt Looking in the hourglass Ants in the sand Reflected in the oil lamp I can see the wrinkles in your hand You can be forthright with me You can be forthright with me Next to the pot-bellied stove Hand on Thumbtack Vic Chesnutt Take a light bulb from the closet And replace the one above the faucet scrape The whisker from my face nick my lip in pointless haste Take a magic marker black darken a spot on the map of a county on One Of Many Vic Chesnutt you're only one of many of small account if any you think about yourself too much this touch the child with the quick touch and worked his mind to such a pitch, he threw his fellows in a ditch this little 2nd Floor Vic Chesnutt If you want to see two circling swans On the surface of the sewer pond Don't crane your neck where you are You've got to climb to the second floor And I wouldn't've even mentioned it If you didn't seem Sleeping Man Vic Chesnutt You're a freak of nature You are a siamese You are in a pickle jar For all the world to see Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man Watching the sleeping man You are Wren's Nest Vic Chesnutt Like at the wren's nest Like at rock eagle Ironies swirl and hearts are twisted taut Around their pivot points The stag scrapes his felt on a scrubby dogwood tree Like at the warm springs Like at key club Mr. Reilly Vic Chesnutt Reilly who swears that in Baton Rouge Louisiana, they don't care about, his philosophy he swears that any time in Baton Rouge everything is the same well we stared into the cup, but we could not see the Vesuvius Vic Chesnutt Trying to clip the creek to the bank with a clothes pin Waterlogged system, rusty spring, faulty planning Logic squeezed out like mustard at a corndog Hypertension is not wisdom, chewing the leather straps Doubting Woman Vic Chesnutt I was supposed to tell you about the point of departure With the aim of a drunken archer I will probably stray But you can see in her bold eyebrow You can see in that fancy cup That even her freakish nipples Band Camp Vic Chesnutt Well the first time I ever laid eyes on you Was my first year at marching band camp You never played the part as it was written You would always vamp You was always cracking me up Messing with the band Onion Soup Vic Chesnutt Thin and unshaved, drunk and mysterious ooh, I must say lifestyle is curious with A little touch of the sniffles and filthy socks gnawed, Crumbled fingernails never doing tomahawk chops A flaky head Withering Vic Chesnutt What are you doing withering away Yes I've heard you've lost the will to play Whatever happened to those fluid movements You were so proud of in the intimate moments What about the girl you left at the Fa-La-La Vic Chesnutt Fa-la-la is running around All over the grounds of the hospital I was watching for her Like some people watch birds From the window of my hospital room I was trapped and tired She was as free as I'd ever Dying Young Vic Chesnutt Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs The experts say there's things He should've done better But instead he is just dying young And tired of disbelieving, sick of struggling The experts busy Their Wrong Piano Vic Chesnutt Oberheim, Yamaha, Steinway And the lot I must have played the wrong piano Cause it left me with, I don't know what So don't talk to me about mistakes yes We all simply have got to take precautions Sultan, So Mighty Vic Chesnutt I'm here because I'm a eunuch I am no threat I'm here to watch the ladies And to fan away their sweat And the sultan, so mighty Comes crawling to me When he has a little problem With the ladies I'm here Stay Inside Vic Chesnutt Well, I guess I'm through stewing How 'bout lets roll the rock away? My bedclothes have gone all funky I've got to get out of this cave Stay inside! Betty Lonely Vic Chesnutt Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of stuccoon the north bank of a brackish river Her ears omit the noise from a nearby air stripher mind floats beyond the snapper boats Betty Lonely, her green eyes are roughly Bakersfield Vic Chesnutt Well the souvenirs On my dusty shelf Well I get out the Tarn-X, And I polish them myself Yes, posters are falling, But who needs them at my age?