One of Them
Time tells stories to the people. You will carry on a few of your own. Remember, as all this comes to greet you, you could not possibly be alone. No matter how hard you try to draw a line between…
Nathan Moore
Hey Hey Hey
To tell you the truth, I lost a tooth biting into the back of Beelzebub. But I stood up and I washed up. Now I’m back in the city looking for love. -Hey hey hey… Many a man has walked…
Two Things To Say
What do you ask an angel except “How do I become One?” What do you say to Jesus except “How can I thnak you enough?” When the branches that are reaching for you touch you and Leave, what then? Do…
Didn’t We?
As a face in the crowd just out walking around the city. If you saw me now, would you recognize me? Or would you just see some old man? Not the one who beside you ran. We ran so fast,…
Picking On My Schedule
seems to me the world’s been picking on my schedule picking on my schedule all my days i don’t know when i signed on but i’m always the ruse of some strange business blues. seems to me the world’s been…
O My God
Tic Toc goes me lately. I don’t want time to hate me. I just want it to slow, but it won’t. Oh, I don’t know. I am not my body. It’s the worst part of me. I just pray when…
The First a Thousand Times
Sure, they’re flattered now by imitation. Sure, they redefined outside the lines. Sure takes a while to get a reputation. You should have seen ’em the first a thousand times. Sure her’s doing backflips on the highwire. Sure he’s on…
The Living Room
I don’t want a revolution, not anymore. The change I’m seeking nowadays is bound to happen slow. I might be getting wiser. I might just be getting old. It’s out of my control. Sitting in my body. Looking at the…
Dan The Man
Here comes Dan the mandolin picker, kicking up dust into town. He ran so fast he was just a blur. Must be some picking going down. I ran to grab my boots on. I ran to grab my sound. But…
Not Tired of Counting Sheep
What I can’t tell you is what I can’t show you. And why I can’t hold you is why I can’t sleep. Who I can turn to is who never knew you. I’m not tired of counting sheep. Love is…