PUBLISHED: Apr 25, 2013
DESCRIPTION:
It is with great sensitivity and tenderness that I write you this song to sing afield.
And I will offer the sweetest of my tunes to bandage you, the blood and juice, the sweetest of our years.
The sweetest of our years has come boiling down to this. Oh, I can give the curling smoke from the back of my throat to your lips, and that's what this song is.