YICYAC
@yicyak.bsky.social
Born in a desert. Raised in a lion’s den…
Oh, sweet mama, your daddy’s got them Deep Elem blues
December 5, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Oh, sweet mama, your daddy’s got them Deep Elem blues
There were day
and there were days
and there were days besides
when phantom ships with phantom sails
set to sea on phantom tides
and there were days
and there were days besides
when phantom ships with phantom sails
set to sea on phantom tides
December 3, 2025 at 3:51 PM
There were day
and there were days
and there were days besides
when phantom ships with phantom sails
set to sea on phantom tides
and there were days
and there were days besides
when phantom ships with phantom sails
set to sea on phantom tides
Every leaf was turnin’; to watch him die, you know he had to die.
December 2, 2025 at 3:53 PM
Every leaf was turnin’; to watch him die, you know he had to die.
The very first word is “How do you do?”
But last “Go home your mama’s calling you”
But last “Go home your mama’s calling you”
November 30, 2025 at 3:46 PM
The very first word is “How do you do?”
But last “Go home your mama’s calling you”
But last “Go home your mama’s calling you”
Tell me what you done it for
No, I won’t tell you a thing
No, I won’t tell you a thing
November 29, 2025 at 3:44 PM
Tell me what you done it for
No, I won’t tell you a thing
No, I won’t tell you a thing
Such a long, long time to be gone
And a short time to be there
And a short time to be there
November 28, 2025 at 3:23 PM
Such a long, long time to be gone
And a short time to be there
And a short time to be there
When I can’t hear the song for the singer
And I can’t tell my pillow from a stone
And I can’t tell my pillow from a stone
November 27, 2025 at 2:52 PM
When I can’t hear the song for the singer
And I can’t tell my pillow from a stone
And I can’t tell my pillow from a stone