My Baby Blue-eyed Lake, Struggling Shins, Not All of Spring is Broken

By Luke Samra

My Baby Blue-eyed Lake

She’s got curves like a river

She’s my body of water

She’s my tattoo

Cuz she’s on my skin

She’ll be there

Sailor

Struggling Shins

I get buzzed on your backwash

Patience makes things ageless

The traffic lights got

More sleep than I did

But I can play lazy blues

Pressing down as hard

As I can so I can get

The best sound in every fret

We’re like a chord

Muddy water and my wheels spin

Relax

Brainstorms

Play

Deeper than my chin

Not All of Spring is Broken

You planted me

Before April’s last frost

Even snow could not stop me