Living on Borrowed Dues / Will Dockery

[Will Dockery]

Living on Borrowed Dues

She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.

She's gonna run away
find a carnival somehow someway.
Or a cabin on a hill
hellbent on chasing a brand new thrill.

She's so disbelieving
thank God she's leaving.
Only the crows know where she flies
building a nest of brand new lies.

She's on a southbound train
on a trip to find her brains.
Under her hat she's been told again
tears like rain chased by her pain.

She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.

Words: Will Dockery
Music: Henry Conley & Tripp Wrigley

--
"Shadowville Speedway" CD on Artemis Records:
http://www.artemisrecords.net/dockeryconley.html

[adamlynn]

Post by Will Dockery
Living on Borrowed Dues
She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.
She's gonna run away
find a carnival somehow someway.
Or a cabin on a hill
hellbent on chasing a brand new thrill.
She's so disbelieving
thank God she's leaving.
Only the crows know where she flies
building a nest of brand new lies.
She's on a southbound train
on a trip to find her brains.
Under her hat she's been told again
tears like rain chased by her pain.
She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.
Words: Will Dockery
Music: Henry Conley & Tripp Wrigley
--
"Shadowville Speedway" CD on Artemis Records:http://www.artemisrecords.net/dockeryconley.html

Traveling. Hell-bent.
Chased by nothing,
living on pain.
A crow’s nest. A cabin,
borrowed, like rain.
New shoes! New shoes.
Thank God.

(and thanks to Will for lending me the words)

[Will Dockery]

Post by adamlynn

Post by Will Dockery
Living on Borrowed Dues
She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.
She's gonna run away
find a carnival somehow someway.
Or a cabin on a hill
hellbent on chasing a brand new thrill.
She's so disbelieving
thank God she's leaving.
Only the crows know where she flies
building a nest of brand new lies.
She's on a southbound train
on a trip to find her brains.
Under her hat she's been told again
tears like rain chased by her pain.
She's got the travelling shoes
nothing else to lose
So much of nothing to choose
living on borrowed dues.
Words: Will Dockery
Music: Henry Conley & Tripp Wrigley

Traveling. Hell-bent.
Chased by nothing,
living on pain.
A crow’s nest. A cabin,
borrowed, like rain.
New shoes! New shoes.
Thank God.
(and thanks to Will for lending me the words)

Hey, that's a good one, and completely *Transformative* in that I
wouldn't even recognize myself in this one, Adam!

--
"Shadowville Speedway" CD on Artemis Records:
http://www.artemisrecords.net/dockeryconley.html