Richard Buckner

Coursed Lyrics



Family girl: handled well:

a spirit (slipped & thrown),

she looked back to the home pack but the nest'd finally

flown.

She laid down amazing mercy & shot some light off

to the side,

then stood on back w/ the hard tack & took the

smoke out for a ride

& landed again @ home.



Now, the day has raged & rumbled,

but there's a wisher in the phone.

So, she stomps on through & knocks up some dream that

he'd known,

all the while calling out to her, "Leave that torch

alone!"



Well, I heard down @ the fast track there was a wreck

deep inside.

Seems as though riding low on who-ya-know,

She spins on & shines.

Now, there's a lock on the door

& she doesn't even mind!