seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice

i kneel on two bad knees i clasp together two

he came out of the New Orleans shadows first went the grocer and

Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

you lose your breath when the fist hits your gut you lose your mind when you love a woman you lose your keys

he lights one last flame home is where the burning is bed of devil’s rest

if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches

my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling

sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks

when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…

it was the hottest new spot on the east side of course and of course

you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for

stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me