Here and Now

Leaning Trees


She was standing on the front porch as she swayed
I saw here fingers reach up gently touch her face
She was leaving. What a liar. Run away
I guess I'll see you where the angels sing your praise

I am only here and now
I am only headed south
Burn the pictures in your mouth
Watch the whole world up in flames

Bitter cypress root, the sand I pray to eat
Bloody battle, I still feel like such a cheat
I am only what a man calls me a man
Our destiny was leveled, scratched out in the sand

I am only here and now
I am only headed south
Burn the pictures in your mouth
Watch the whole world up in flames


Writer/s: Leaning Trees