He came in black and white
Pink stick fire of my mind
Balcony and a cigarette
Poetry and a hit of something hard on the head
Masterpiece
Dizzy in the spin of the disease
Now Sean the Poet is dead
I was just 17
Needed to sleep 'fore I found the American Dream
The pillow was hard
There was glass in the bed
You are part of what makes sense he said
Now Sean the Poet is dead
credits
from City of Roofs,
released July 8, 2022
Jared Hochberg on Sax
This sweet, mournful “loose concept” album from folk artist Ian McCuen tracks a journey across the bleak landscape of American life. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2022