Gray Mornings

Gray mornings
Keep coming
Left right, left right
Back to me
It could be worst
Seems to be
We could be worst

Didn’t I 3x
Place the words right
Couldn’t I 3x
Shed some light

I’ve been here
Many times
Light might
Take flight
With it me
Soon, anytime
Away!

Didn’t I 3x
Place the words right
Couldn’t I 3x
Shed some light
Didn’t you 3x
See the picture
Couldn’t you 3x
Talk back straight

Make up your mind
Give in, give in to the calling
Just a little bit
More!

Gray mornings
Keep coming

In the back of our minds

Hey! Say can you hear the calling?
In the morning
Through the rain
Turn around turn around once again
In the morning
Listen in

Hey! I say it’s a warning
All the howling
All the rain

She said I’m everything that matter’s to me
That’s cause I define everything I see

when i walk

i want to die
when i've given back
the grammophone
in a second hand suit
and a brass band
playing in the garden

Risk

There is a slight chance, dear reader...

A's resistance to B

A life spent scratching lotto tickets

Chocolate Milk

playing with prodigal songs
takes a lot of sentimental valiums
can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
while running on empty
you little old doll with a frown
-Rufus

Feeling old-

"(We) never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery into which we were born." Albert Einstein's letter to Otto Juliusburger

I am a "plan B" kind of man...

indeed

Morning's After

I am a mad admirer
Of fire and of sky
But in between I crumble

Aroung these parts... or so

Around these parts
People walk, nowhere to go
I don’t mind
At least it’s moving

Go easy

Around these parts
You never know where you stand, how tall
I don’t mind
At least it's showing

Go easy
Make it through
Go easy

I won’t guess
There’s little you can do in the end
I don’t mind
At least I’m watching

Beware
Nothing is quite right
Take care
Go easy on it

Around these parts
True rebellion
Is living happy