Live Dangerously from Dunno by Chris Black

Liquor store shine and dazzle … I am in here. Give me something warm enough to melt a girl’s heart. I’m drowned — I’m alive. Hallelujah, I live dangerously.

My tires sing on the road, is it raining for real? Or am I imagining things? Oh Lord, I’ve been imagining things. I’m here at your gate and I step off into thin air. I live dangerously.

Frogs and crickets, wind and leaves, gravel crunches beneath my feet, and I am knocking, an April Fool, and a bottle shines in my hand for you.

Warm and rare, a whisper lives in there swimming in amber. Open and listen, tremble and blush, capture something.

She’s out of town — I won’t be missed. As long as we don’t kiss, baby, it’s all right. Let’s live dangerously.

• Acoustic
• Alt-Classical
• Raleigh