Bonnie Bishop was asking for mercy
and I was slippin' into darkness
like the cisco kid lookin' for a tranfusion
and her bluesy honey lace pipes dripped
restoration into all the nooks and crannies
all those starved little niches
and me the muffin man
that needed some acoustic TLC
I smiled at how easy it is some nights
when the right woman walks into the room
when I can picture an angel in a tight blue dress,
her voice coming across the radio waves just for me
fm restoration
fm restoration
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
Re: fm restoration
Bonnie Bishop???...tight blue dress now I know what u mean
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
Re: fm restoration
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism