i wonder why |
i wonder whyyou don't see melike you couldyou don't respondlike with otherswe're not loversit feels like we areor should have beenor thought of iti don't mindnot like I couldbut i wonderwhy
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 09:55:00 GMT |
stone river girl |
take the pony trail down the rocky mountainon a haggard steed i'll fly alonein the silver lightof the moon awakenedby the lonely man from the river stonethrough the redwood pine with my memory callin'...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Apr 2009 17:11:00 GMT |
Sweet Mamma J Rag |
He took me down to the hobo jungle We made love on the ragged groundAll around his heart was frozen hunger and you know I love when the ice is goneGonna make the round on the trail to deadwood diamond...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Mar 2009 21:22:00 GMT |
30 below |
30 below wind biting deepinto my soulat evenings endfighting sleepslipping quickly underthe crisp cotton sheetsa chill caresses the roomand I think of you againand it is still so very quiet
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 08:09:00 GMT |
home from laurel canyon |
She knows things she didn't learn from melittle songs with quiet melodyshe whispers them hesitantlyfrosty sighs on the cool wind lacy snowflakes trace her dark lashesas she raises her face cheeks stil...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 06:03:00 GMT |
like a switchblade... |
i heard a real sad story out of tombstone in the rainwipers beatin' sadly like the sound of a lonesome painthere's an empty pack of luckies lyin' crumbled on the dashand a broken heartshaped locket wi...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Jul 2008 14:28:00 GMT |
welcome to the red room |
welcome to the red roomyou can hang your hat next to the doora bath that'll cost you twenty five centsdollar an a half for the night cooks best and your light o love will burn here in the red roomseve...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 16:54:00 GMT |
saxman and the lawyer |
he plays weekends in a tavern in the city he calls homein the shadow stands a lawyer polished silk and honeycombedbeneath the faded neon moon you'll hear his saxaphonewhile he's waiting for the signal...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 05:22:00 GMT |
gypsy soul |
twirl and dance in tender trance of rogues from long agodistant scenes of travesty a life upon the roadring and wheel desire and steela gypsies tale be toldwisps of incense fill your mindthe mists of ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 07:04:00 GMT |
fine |
unheeded were the warningsunrelenting the angerat myself at youwhirling doubt and anxious fearwind me into a coilinto myselfawaylistening to the rainlost in thoughtsmokingat lastalonefine...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 15:37:00 GMT |
