Songteksten van Marcus Walton

• Songteksten

CALLING Don Garner at 4pm because No One is Home yet and I Fear that the Rapture has Happened

CLOCKING Don Garner Hard in the Temple with my Combination Lock at Buena Vista Middle

FINDING Heaven Hidden Under a Large Flat Stone in the Corner of His Backyard, Don Garner Elects to Tell You About it Himself

FIXATING on the Wild Beauty of Strung Dried Peppers Hung by Don Garner’s Mom in their Kitchen

HEARING Rumors that Don Garner Died in a Car Crash on the Evening of my High School Graduation

LEAPING in Our Respective Mother’s Wombs, Don Garner and I Grow Restless

PLAYING Doom (in his Bedroom) [set in Hell]

Surreptitiously GRINDING on the Pool Jets at the Hermitage YMCA with Don Garner