Static()Hawk
 

Static()Hawk

I read off my book
Great disaster
****ens touched Grass
And made him into plaster
You know
Suburban roads are filled with gravel

The silence of the angel
Is like the man within
Mr. Durell took a train
Stricken by the wind
You know
Julians house was always filled with hawks

I always saw you far up there
You always seemed not to care
When you swooped and touched my hair
And you found me with a needle in my hand
And you found me with a needle in my hand

That girl you know
She’s got a funny burn
She mumbles about me
Such a tricky worm
You know
Static always makes you prettier

She buys it
I always agree
She buys it
I always agree
You know
I’m thirteen steps from a rope and a candle



alot of it are book titles.
its been recorded and is on my space as well. http://www.myspace.com/jacksomer
give it a listen if you wish.

thankyou,jack.

I added youu.

&I love it, the recording is pretty as hell. I like this bit the best.

That girl you know
She’s got a funny burn
She mumbles about me
Such a tricky worm

Its good.