Lyrics: Caronte 2025

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@Caronte-f1r/videos

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Sold my mama’s pearls for a jukebox vow,

Neon-lit his lies with a junky’s brow.

Traded Sunday hymns for bourbon-soaked nights,

My diploma burned to keep his demons alight.

Oh sweet blindness…

You wrapped me in smoke and counterfeit heat,

Oh sweet blindness…

Now I plant roses where your chaos used to bleed.

Our bed screamed louder than Mississippi trains,

His “forever” dissolved in cocaine rain.

I packed my ghosts in a thrift-store case,

Town square whispers stitched my disgrace.

Twenty years built on grit and nursery rhymes,

His shadow crawled back through November slime.

“Darlin’ I’m clean” – that snake-oil tune –

My wedding ring laughed at the bloodshot moon.

Kids’ laughter drowns his rehab blues,

My roots grip deeper than his transient hues.

Let the river take your Memphis lies

This phoenix flies on lullaby skies.