The Limousine of Hate

I’ve been pondering these lines from one of the greatest songwriters I have ever had the pleasure to listen: Mark Heard Hypnotized and shuttled in the limousine of hate Watching the scenery shatter in the brittle jaws of fate Well baby, I’m just another fare I don’t make the rules I’d break them if I thought it would do you some good It could be that the reason I’m thinking of that lyric is because … Continue reading