And you once said, “I wish you dead, you sinner.”
I’ll never be more than a wolf at your door for dinner.
And if I see you ‘round like a ghost in my town, you liar,
I’ll leave with your head. Oh, I’ll leave you for dead, sire.

twenty songs for and about my wild card courier, lizzie holliday/adelita espinosa

hints of vulpes/courier endgame and benny/courier

20 tracks