Kansas City
boy I’d love to shuffle down in
Kansas City
play them heartland blues and
shit, I’ll maybe hit a
jam or two
yeah,
Kansas City
that’s just where I’d want to be
where Bird still Lives
and thrills are cheap and music’s free
and Kansas City bound
I think I’ll be
winter makes life hard sometimes
the temperature drops daily
as coal dust falls silting the ground
in grey
black.
and drops and drops
reminding you there are forces bigger
than your work day
and drops and drops
you pile on more clothes and fight
smaller colds
and drops
till every man made blemish
is covered in virgin white
every sin forgotten
in snow.
the sieve and the sand 