River St from Crowley & Walker by Champion Racehorse

It's a pretty good life out here
Barbara says out loud while sipping on Gin
And putting on make-up for no one else but herself
Oppression urges one to think
Makes em strong where others are weak
To be on top can make you cold inside
It kills the soul and makes a meal of the mind
She had to get away from Texas Jim and his big head
Out here now smoking Winfields on the porch
Watching birds make nests
And the light slowly fade down the street

River street is home to the unsettled, unnerved and the unusual
They come and go like leaves on the trees
Either floating or falling

• Devotional
• country club
• d.i.y
• non-singer songwriter
• Melbourne