From the recording Burnt Tongue
Lyrics
I burnt my tongue on the fire
of the driftwood and tires
down by the river of by and by
the sandbars of high-school pyres
night that was light as the moon
on the surface of waves
sometimes when answers come too soon
you can’t find them a place to stay
MIS - SIS - SIPPI
I would have drowned just to make it to the other side
Jacob and Walter were pouring
the gas on the wood
I was drunk smoking a Black & Mild
playing it cool on a cold Jeep hood
night that was heavy as vapor
waiting to ignite
I took the match out of Jacob’s hand
and I swear that I can still see the light
MIS - SIS - SIPPI
I would have drowned just to make it to the other side
and from the plane I feel I was right in flying away
if I stayed I’d be stuck in the mud
of a hometown’s hatred
a family fading
all waiting for the flood
I burnt my tongue on the fire
of the driftwood and tires