A Fog Of Reason

Traders, The sun struggles up another beautiful day And I felt glad in my own suspicious way Despite the contradiction and confusion Felt tragic without reason There’s malice and there’s magic in every season — Read More …

The Heavies

Traders, Up in the Gold Hotel The money hits the table The heavies all are there That’s why the deal’s goin’ down Beautiful women all dressed in Diamonds and sable Down upon the street Beside Read More …