Her kiss was honey... thick and slow,
But it burned like fire from the get-go.
Eyes like dusk on a heatwave night,
Told me everything... but not what’s right.

She danced like smoke on a porch light breeze,
Talked ‘bout forever like a southern tease.
I fell for the ghost of who she might be,
Now I’m drinkin' her memory... bitter and free.

Her kiss like fire, but I’d go again,
Even if it leaves me scarred like sin.
She was mercy wrapped in a hurricane —
And I loved her most when she caused me pain.
Yeah, I still feel the spark in the rain…

She left lipstick on my cigarette pack,
Now every drag pulls me right back.
A heart like hers don’t settle or stay,
Just leaves ashes where love used to lay.

I built a home from matchsticks and pine,
She lit it up with a kiss so fine.
Told myself it was fate, not mistake,
But I still taste her every breath I take.

Her kiss like fire, but I’d go again,
Even if it leaves me scarred like sin.
She was mercy wrapped in a hurricane —
And I loved her most when she caused me pain.
Yeah, I still feel the spark in the rain…

Ain’t no map for a heart this lost…
No compass when the needle’s been crossed.
I chased her shadow across that field...
And kissed the flame ‘cause it made me feel.

Her kiss… like fire…
Still burns… under my skin…
Still comes… back again…

Dust & Steel

Kiss Like Fire

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The return to one. 
One life 
One love 
One world. 
The life  
Of a tree 
Standing 
And free 
Come and see 
The light in me. 
Do or do you 
Not believe? 
The proof is  
In the air 
Your breath 
You don’t have 
To stare.

One Life


You are the best worst thing I've ever had in my life...
Those long leg stockings cut me...
like a knife...
You're just as hot as you can be...
girl... you’re eggin’ me on...
Smilin’ like trouble...
and you got it all goin' on...


dancin’ on the hardwood, lights the fire in me,
I’d be the best worst thing... 
you’ve ever seen me be...
Because those long leg stockings... yeah they turn me on...
And you wear ’em like a bad girl playin’ my song.


Hey girl...
I love your stockings and the way that you move...
Rolling so smoothly...
such a sweet little groove.
I can’t look away... 
no I don’t even try...
With every little hip wag...
your moves get me high...


dancin’ with you on the hardwood...
lights the fire in me...
I’d be the best worst thing you’ve ever seen me be...
Because those long leg stockings, yeah they turn me on...
And you wear ’em like a bad girl playin’ my song...


You’re trouble in heels... and your cowboy boots.... but I can’t say no...
Every step, every sway, takes me where I shouldn’t go...
But I’m gone...
yeah I’m gone...
lost in your sway...
The best worst thing I’ll never chase away...


Dancin’ on the hardwood... 
girl you set me free...
I’d be the best worst thing you’ve ever seen me be....
Because those long leg stockings, yeah they shine like the moon...
And you’re the best worst thing that I’ll be lovin’ on... lovin' on... soon... hahahaha... come on stockings... Just give up... give up....give up... I'm swaying your way... hey hey....


Stockings

Bring All Your Love To Me

Trailblazing Memoirs

Can Find Her Feet
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[harmonica]

She woke up in the rain,
same old cold, same old pain
It was dark, she groped around
She was laying on wet ground

She don't remember it too clearly
Last night she got here late
She was waiting for a coat
They ran out, she had to wait

[instrumental]

She was looking for a spot
But this hole is all she got
Wrapped up in garbage bags
She lay dressed in some old rags

Her hip is aching, she can't move
She has to go, but cannot stand
She is laying in her filth
No one cares to lend a hand

[harmonica]

Time passes, she fades out
She looks again, the sun is out
She sees people packing up
Someone said they saw the cops

She better go, they don't like her
They could just let her be
Her time will come right soon enough
She won't last long sleeping rough

[instrumental]

There is frost upon the ground
Too much pain to make a sound
She bites her sleeve, buries her face
How did she get here to this place

Can't feel her feet, 
they ain't around
Can't stand up, 
they can't be found

[instrumental]

Time passes, she fades out
She look again, the sun is out
She sees people packing up
Someone said they saw the cops

She better go, they don't like her
They could just let her be
Her time will come right soon enough
She won't last long sleeping rough

There is frost upon the ground
Too much pain to make a sound
She bites her sleeve, buries her face
How did she get here to this place

Can't feel her feet, 
they ain't around
Can't stand up, 
they can't be found

[instrumental]

There is frost upon the ground
Too much pain to make a sound
She bites her sleeve, buries her face
How did she get here to this place

Can't feel her feet, 
they ain't around
Can't stand up, 
they can't be found

[outro]


Steadfast as art

Andrew Maitland

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