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Sorrow's Shine

Jim White
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She brings me turpentine She smiles and rains it down upon my wounds I say I like it fine Suits my affinity for motel rooms The frameworks for crippled minds Smoke trails trace the gloom Our dreams bought on borrowed time Shadowed smiles half lit with sorrowshine We lay among the weeds Time flies when will our hearts go to seed? Headlong into our sins Each day revealing more uncertainties Road maps and other signs Ghost trails that lead nowhere On back roads and borderlines Heartache's a state of mind in sorrowshine Do you remember? Half drunk in Wichita Driving wild with the windows open wide We prayed the winter wind Would blow our sins away Strange how we come to rest Yet here our troubles stay What's been implanted here? Some mystery too old to navigate Fate deals out crooked hands Cards marked by jokers high above this earth Knowing no highway home Blindly we stumble along Fools dancing in the rain Soaked through with sorrowshine