Ironball Lyrics & Chords By Matt Lebofsky

The woman in a seat near you is talking to herself. Fine - she says - all right. Just don't touch. All eyes turn to you and you also turn to see who's at fault. Ashamed,...read more

All pardon the dawning of our rise In actual dampest, dreariest deed Crib tinge to callow youth Storied free, thistles of scarlet sold Purl, carriages home in harbinger Wrested...read more

The year in which Peace spoke to Power and Peace prevailed The year in which The voice of Reason stayed the hand of War The year in which the Wealthy of the Earth...read more

Fast food A clattering Babel of tongues A table Seating one Eating alone. A field of life and one strange spot Untouched, a Strange spot Unsupported Self-forgot ...read more

I'm running across an intersection to avoid the bullet of a sniper from the hill when I walk straight into some photographers: They're doing their job, in deep cover. If a...read more