Vic Chesnutt - Panic pure

My earliest memory is of holding up a sparklerhigh up to the darkest skysome 4th of July spectacular I shook it with an urgency I'll never be able to repeat At times i might be accused of being painfully nostalgicbut as of late i'm looking forward to the futurethought i've never been much of a plannerthrowing caution into the fancatch as catch as catchers can And so all you observers in your scrutinydon't count my scars like tree ringsmy jigsaw disposition, it's piecemeal propertiesare either smoked or honey curedby the panic pure