In the morning when we rise
in a fever from the night
she comes to us
as crust in our eyes
as dust in our eyes
I have hole in my head
the wind blew me sideways
and far from my home
to where all the winos
are silver and gold
silver and gold
I have a hole in my head
we prayed for sunlight
draped in grey
oh the things I have seen
before they were washed away
washed away
hole in the head
Chris Jeffries Homeless Romantic is an album dedicated to the traveling artists and musicians who will most likely not make enough to survive but will understand priceless bits about humanity and the world we live in. Chris Jeffries has lived in his van for the better part of a decade, surviving off of music, and traveling the world. Driving through the border of Mexico Heading south driving around aimlessly for six months before finally succumbing to E. Coli poisoning and Amoebas and driving back home. Hitchhiking from Germany to Sweden in two days with a tooth infection. Eating garbage and sleeping outdoors, or for the fortunate, a nice van. Respect to all of those who put beauty before there own well-being.
Recorded in Hayward, California Mastered in Witzenhausen, Germany