Stevie

Fire and evening light, when you play those tunes, don’t even have to try, looking for my phone, I don't have Bluetooth, just a Nokia monotone, the beach comes to life, cool grains soothe, above us Freeway lights, bring ease to our bones, accept all that we do, even when stoned, a return to paradise, we never make the news, just a better life, to shelter all that's gone, something we can glue, instead of being alone, it’s not always nice, to blurt out the truth, scan newspaper files, what it is to lose.