Kristin Hersh, "Sno cat"
From the album "The grotto" (2003)
A man made of butterfat
Careening around on a Sno-Cat
And I can't drive any faster
My hands are like ice and the moon shines
On pepper trees and road grease
The yellow lines look blue
Snow buries Whitehall
White powdered Nembutal
And I can't think any more
My feet are like ice
As the moon sets
On Christmas trees and plastic deer
I decide to forgive and forget
I thank god you're comatose
As I pull back the bedclothes
And I can't believe my composure
And I can't remember my anger
And summer is a fish story
I wonder where we'll be
I love this woman and her music. Each is truly an extension of the other.
20somethingstories 6 months ago
This is so damn beautiful...
CelicetheGreat 1 year ago
".... I decide to forgive and forget ..."
One of Kristin's finest moments.
AndrewAnthonyHyde 1 year ago 2