From the recording Miles From Nowhere
Lyrics
BLACK BELT COUNTY
Open screen
Eighty-five degrees
The sirens cry
For the absent breeze
Palms are open
Like the broken men
Get through the night
Just to get through it all again
Elevated by the
Sweet sound of rain
But it’s just the faucet
Leaking on the rusty drain
Four more hours
Before this ship will sail
Four more days
And then four more nights of jail
Four more hours
But there’s no wind to sail
Four more days
And I am free of this jail
© Laura Katherine Meyer, March 2008