off the coast - song (fa)

cool down the beast
blow it away from me

i'm burning everything
a choir in a forest breeze

i know the drum in your chest
fields of dead let them rest
you swore that i would be blessed

hold the knife to my chest
or break the bottle unless
it fills to the crest

simple minds of cities
i wonder what you're doing here

your phone is off the railing
you haven't been awake for years

i'll be the bird in the cold
i'll fill my heart with old smoke
the best way to be alone

ride that barge off the coast
keep a gun in your coat
you are a ghost you are a ghost

but the blues is just a thug
and i talk as small as thelonious monk

jack daniels wearing a sundress
like a lover in a mining town

i've got fire to hold onto
i've got love to hold onto
i've got work to hold onto
i've got the ax to hold onto
i've got the rails to hold onto
i've got the hills to hold onto
i've got the ghosts to hold onto
i've got your hips to hold onto
i've got my hat to hold onto
i've got fire to hold onto