Delirium Tremens

by Elliot Brown

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released April 22, 2015

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Track Name: Ground Coffee
Seven jars left on the chair,
Two of them empty, five of them clear,
Gone before the sunrise,
will there be more surprises from here?

Have another coffee,
Am I losing ground? Am I losing ground?

Somewhere in the fire and rum,
Was a golden locket of treasures undone,
Uncoiled jack in the boxes,
Uncoiled snakes in the paths where you run,

Have another coffee.....

Turn around again,
You were first here anyway,
Anyway, I may lose a night,
But you can have your time back,

When does the weather come clear?
When does the sun get big around here?
Wide-eyed wandering the buildings and alleys,
And foraging for another beer,

Have another coffee.......
Track Name: Anna
Lying in my room because the crew got rained off once again,
Lit my first and ran outside and hit the creek with pad and pen,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I will try,
See the orange autumn leaves fall on the water,
Every day I need a portion of disorder,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting by,

Tell the bluebottles summer has gone,
The fall came fast, it followed hard upon,
Worms with legs are creeping below,
See the sunken river weeds bow,

Jill jumps her souped-up mustang with her lawn tractor,
Grab my Bowie knife and cigarettes and Baxter,
Maybe I could read The Art of War a third time under a cloudy sky,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I will try,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting by,

On his back one pale eel glides,
Into the whirlpool, swimming to the tide,
Underneath the cold water lie,
Soles in shimmering face outlines,

Soon a man comes with a spear and with a steady hand he waits,
While his children sit up on the bank and thaw the frozen bait,
Couldn't really tell you why I had to go but Anna I will try,
Afternoons with Anna on a rafter on a river drifting by,