I cannot remember the words
The top-ten song that found us there, together again that night
A vintage crimson string, tethering us to our wild years
All we knew in common, refined in the storm of them
I sang to you in the sheets we shared
That now escaped melody, I swear to you, sugar, it kills me
If you heard me, say you remember the words
You should turn on your headlights and come drive ’round here
Get here fast, then cruise real slow
For this pavement may not be ready yet for such a soulful soul
Such intention and growl, bold and sweet, has long been absent from this street
May spinning wheels find linear track
Have a song playing loud in your heart, so the whole neighborhood knows
Your intentions
Whatever they may be
I’ve no wants or words of wisdom there, and you’ll do what you want, anyway
As you should, but I will say
You should turn on your headlights and come drive ’round here
What’s been in our window’s way, I don’t know
How many promising nights did we wait
Sun gracing each season’s skies through the years
That’s what they claimed all those arduous days
But our eyes didn’t see
What our skin didn’t feel
Now comes the end, so the calendar sings
Belt it out here, with me
Not a song that tells you you’ve got to go home
Instead check the window sign
You’re not alone
Wanting to look
More deep into her eyes
Wanting this thing
More than breathing
Wanting to calm
What stutter-stops his voice
Wanting to know
What does he want
Enter into conversation
She will be your song
Enter into understanding
He will prove myth wrong
Song I wanna send
To ears these lips cannot reach
Talkin’ about heav’n
Mirrors and many things
Left behind
No longer serving to remind
All she disappeared into
It was a hollow
Worse than silence
Comes now each new day
A ringing out
In Chickadee song
So sweet, all I long for now
Is to hear her DNA daily
Feel her backbone & warrior call
Excitable
Calming songs
Morning grabbers
Midnite wanderers
Strangely enough
Far too much becoming more
Omnipresent
From somewhere else
Covered in that certain rust dust
Perfecto
Moving together
Are we ever
If
Songstress
Eyes
Ignore
Illusion
Then
Hoping
Heartstrings
Feel
Confusion
This
Artist
Formerly
Into
You
Comes
Harder
Renamed
Singing
Anew
Ok, Change gods, have your holy way
For, with me or without me, you’ll carry on today
I choose, with me, my goal remains to grow
Now move upon your mandate, I’ll close my eyes and go
As you adjust the channel, I’ll hold on, right or wrong
Spin me up a new song, I’ll learn to sing along
There was that night
An only slightly dimmed light
There was that song I sang to you –I believe you sang back– about being crazy ‘ bout you
An ode I’m inclined to replay over and over and over in my mind, in hopes that I’d grow tired
There was that us celebrating love
An honest Thanksgiving
