Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Back in the black, when we couldn't see
The wind come thru like a giant hand
And all these trees whirled twice around
And fell like matchsticks to the ground
Curled close together, you and I
Pulled the covers tight, and I wrapped
My arms around your waist
And buried your shoulder in my face
Our dreams roared on, like barreled steam
We flew down the slope like Casey Jones
Or, leaning together on a high-banked turn
Maybe like one of those bobsled teams
I can't remember. Was there a wreck?
Did I hit my head? Who's the president?
I've searched the house; you're definitely gone
Outside on the lawn there are fallen trees
(break)
And standing here, beside the bed
The sun blaring in like the radio-clock
The blankets are tangled, the sheets are torn
My hand brushes your pillow; it isn't warm
I'd follow your dream, like a vapor trail
I'd fly as fast as the wind in the sky
If I could just find one tiny clue
Of where you've gone to say goodbye
But all I can find is the evidence--
The sky is as still as a July pond
And as blue as infinity ever gets
If Muddy Waters were singing this song
(repeat vs. 1)