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Verse 1
High above the world, in the open sky,
A canvas of clouds, where dreams go by.
Soft and billowy, like cotton in the air,
They paint stories

The billowy flames lit up my face and thinning smoke hung in the branches waiting for wind.
My front was warm
but cold backs of my arms
never felt the dawn

the GLEAM pt. 2

I know you’ve seen the billowy black.
You’ve been blinded by the gleam
and then your sight came back.
You sent smoke into the sky

perspiration bespangled his brow
Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow
He sobbed and he sighed and a gurgle he gave
Then he threw himself into a billowy wave

Billowy blackness, circles of silence 
Darkened confinement, sunless prism 
Mystic and fearful eyes of suspicion 
Death has consumed your celestial

make these songs
And try to steer
The helm to my
Best ability
Top the billowy sea
That had reached the pines
And tangled vales
Which had enclosed
All

Stepping Into The Web
Billowy Barf Fog Cloud
Cross-Crossed Spiders Trap
Spider Ship Of Lolth
Arachnid Terror Weaver Of Chaos
Goddess, Great Goddess

your bank account balances, baby!
So abracadabra, you billowy bitch
Man, you look like a pirate on a Las Vegas strip
I'm swallowing needles and spitting

Fresh billion dollar note.
I catwalk on the beat.
Hot steamy dream boat.
 Marilyn to my right
Laced in a white billowy dress.
Betty Boop serving coffee

In my memory

We could sit beneath the shade
Of a willow tree
Look at the clouds up in the sky
They're so billowy
I can hardly resist
The warmth

And the light falls in
And the chaos is nothing like I imagined
It's soft and billowy and ends at 5

the billowy
Storehouses of the snow?
Have you seen the storehouses of the hail
Reserved for calamity?
Have you seen whose womb gave birth to it all?
Have you

Naughty Fatalist

Vic Chesnutt

Drunk [Bonus Tracks]

1993

Rave and rant in yer old Foster Grants
I can see my billowy reflection
You're a giant
You're a giant
A little late night caching
A tender moving

never been caught		(zodiac killer assisted by brady)
peek-a-boo  you're doomed!
he plunged himself into the billowy wave 
and an echo arose from

Awkward Tale

Memory Garden

Verdict of Posterity

1999

Throw my head back, in a minute I will crack
The mirror never lies, a reflection shows me a wreck
A billowy feeling turns everything back to zero

Oh willow tit willow tit willow

He sobbed and he sighed and a gurgle he gave
Then he plunged himself into the billowy wave
And an echo arose from