Lean my forehead against the window glass, it bends the lights that drip. Inside, spent days roaming room to room with instincts un-applied. September
Daylight in the east over Thunder Bay. You laugh like you're crazy. Wading through a drowsy communique as I blow smoke off the second floor. Scribble
Let's get reborn tonight like a phoenix in bar lights. Burn up, plans don't seem so crazy. They all look clear through the cloudy beer. We can rise
What's wrong? What's right? Who cares? Not when you're living in strange nights and sleeping through strange days. Plot lines and motives twist up;
"If I could hit rewind," Jackie said, "I'd like to see what it'd be like to take a different road that didn't wind up in a dull suburban life. 'Cause
Today you looked alright, but forcing smiles has to be painful. what's the point in speeding to red lights? We both know this ain't what you were made
I've chased this blue moon down all night, have I been gaining any ground? Your picture's stapled to my dash. I'm done killing time in gray ghost
Man I wonder - you spent the summer south riding bikes instead of punching time clocks. If voices said go to Colorado - it's such a scenic place to
Stumbled up the alley over tins and wires and broken boxes left for us to trip across. Another bunch of rotten bad luck; you can't win man, what'd I
I show up, but it's only part-time. Still just a dirty animal like back when we didn't need no paychecks and life wasn't so complex. I showed you
From hazy days to something real; too far in to walk away, though I think I know the deal. I watched her face turn white to red, and then it hit me
You're gonna have to wait until spring Amanda. 'cause the weight of winter's dragging us down. I drove away, let you surrender to sheets of ice and
