Im going to listen to that again cuz it’s good

Project 54

Mid-Life Wife Finale

Winterling

Altro Culliney

Mamacita

One Foot In The Grave

Beckye

 
The day he was born there wasn’t fire in the sky     
it was a cold April morning when him mama died
She knew an  Apache and he had his way
she shot him in the back from the floor where she lay
Then she was there on the cold floor again
bleeding and cryin’ for her pain to end
It did, and when Billy cried out for his Ma’
she cried back and that’s the last breath she would draw
The whores from the hotel took Billy inside
and loved him with love that they tried to hide
They knew that the bastard would soon be a man
so the ramblers and drinkers took him by the hand  
They taught him to gamble
and taught him to fight
and taught him to drink and play parlors at night
Mad Zeke gave him pistols and taught him the draw
Paul taught him stride and dodging the law
From Virgil he learned horses, stud, the riverboat scene
And Casey taught him to be meaner than mean
They boys taught young William
all what they can
and Loretta showed Billy to feel like man
 Billy slept drunk dead while the bar burned below
he burst awake , Carmen screamin’
“Hun, we gotta go !”
 The fire took her features when it caught a western gust
and rifled up the staircase like a demon bent with lust
The whores and all the sinners
were trapped atop the stairs
But Billy made it out with just 6 seconds to spare  
He watched the brothel burn
and his family go to hell-
he watched from the barbers and sat quiet for a spell 
He stole the sheriffs horse-
and with his bent and bloodied spurs
turned the reigns toward Missouri
dead eyes dry as dirt…….to be continued …..

The Ballad of Billy Youmans**

Ann Order

A song about being afraid of being happy.

You gave me your hand
But I'll never trust a kind man
Asked me why I ran
I told you, I'll never trust a kind man

I don't know
What's up your sleeve
All I know is
I won't be around to see
What I've learned of happiness
Is run from it

Once I had two wheels
Now it's just a rusted pile of steel
I still remember when
I could feel the wind against my skin

I don't know
What's left of me
All I know is
I won't stick around to see
What I've learned of happiness
Is don't trust it

Once I had 5 strings
Now my hands can't play a goddamn thing
Traded my banjo in
For some work boots and an apron

I don't know
What's left of me
All I know is
No one is around to see
What I've learned of happiness
It don't exist

Happiness

A theatrical soundtrack to a cinematic concept.

KURU: noun
ku·​ru | \ ˈku̇r-(ˌ)ü  \
: a rare progressive fatal prion disease that resembles Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease and has occurred among tribespeople in eastern New Guinea who engaged in a form of ritual cannibalism. 
— called also laughing death, laughing sickness.

Concept and production by:  Frank Perez & Jason LoVullo

Concept art by Melissa Rosenberger

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