Smells like autumn smells like leaves,
you don’t know that you’ll rust and not belong so much and then get left alone.
Suck it up take a ride and take a walk.
Don’t you know that old folks homes smell so much like my own.
The Hotcha girls at the Palisades dime store keets…
Pretty birds…
Pretty mouths.

Mamas little truck stop rose,
Her dancy feet her happy laugh.
We were dropping dimes on the ponies in the cul-de-sac,
Casting shadows throwing sparks.
(The mail came from miles away, the postal man is always late, and we wait.)
We left our teeth marks on the barrel of the gun…
The clipper ship across you chest.
(Glass eyes and the wooden teeth, the engine rusted in deep deep sleep and it waits to awake.)
Turns out the pony only had one trick,
A wink for the truck stop boys.
(Tight lipped with a big ‘ol mouth, the government workers all headed south while it rained.)
They learned it all from the Polaroids.

Smells like autumn smells like leaves
you don’t know that you’ll rust and not belong so much and then get left alone.
Suck it up take a ride and take a walk.
Don’t you know that old folks homes smell so much like my own home.
Time bend light,
Paints all feeling.
Wait outside,
Take four rights.

The Hotcha girls at the Palisades dime store keets
pretty birds…
pretty mouths…
Glass eyes and the wooden teeth.
The engines rusted in deep deep sleep…
it waits.
The mail came from miles away,
the postal man is always late, and we wait.
Tight lipped with a big ‘ol mouth,
the government workers all headed south while it rained.
Glassy eyes and the wooden teeth,
the engine rusted in deep deep sleep.
And it waits, and it waits, and it waits, to awake.