Good Goddamn is a series about a man named Kris from rural Texas and his last few days of freedom before going to prison.
Hills of golden
Piles of poison
Time's thrown me through
And I believe I've come to learn
That turning round Is to become confusion
And the gold's no good for spending
And the poison's hungry waiting
What can you leave behind
When you're flying lightning fast
And all alone?
Only a trace, my friend
Spirit of motion born
And direction grown
A trace that will not fade
In frozen skies.
– Townes Van Zandt
