Rolltop from Chattermarks by Karl Miller (a.k.a. The Weak Bridge Humbuckers)

Rolltop
Went to write
Just the other night
At my rolltop
In the woods
Spent the time
Just to find the lines
But I
Couldnt write em good
Chapter One
Well, it still aint done
I heard percolating hooves
Hem of coyote
Bloodthirsty, lonely
And always on the move
Incantations and soft sensations of
Thunder, fog, and loons
Quilted maple, a water table where
Wobbley waters soothe
No fuselage on a shot up Dodge
Where a brazen raven stood
Sawtooth maven's somber frailin'
A well worn banjo broods
Went to write
Just the other night
At my rolltop in the woods
In my favor
I got no neighbors and
Nothin much to prove

• Rock
• alt. country
• instrumental
• island music
• southern rock
• surf
• Calumet Township