These are the days of miracle and wonder / This is the long-distance call / The way the camera follows us in slo-mo / The way we look to us all / The way we look to a distant constellation / That’s dying in the corner of the sky / These are the days of […]

And if I were like lightning / I wouldn’t need no sneakers / Well I’d come and go wherever I would please / And I’d scare ‚em by the shade tree and I’d scare ‚em by the light pole / But I would not scare my pony on my boat out on the sea / […]

I would burn the soles of my feet / Burn the palms of both my hands / If I could learn and be complete / If I could walk righteously again / ‚Cause I want to get right with God / Yes, you know you got to get right with God (Lucinda Williams)