Mornings with a weathered tune (written about camping in kansas with my close friends)
In the calm of the morning with the rising sun, that old tune will come through the breeze
The days will pass as the seasons may come and every color will shake from the tree
The coals hold light from the fire last night, but the whiskey is down to the edge
You never waved goodbye when the dark turned to light, because we were singing with new souls that we met
How we sang along that wayward song a morning with a weathered tune
As the clouds held portraits on the waves of these hills, we spoke of losses and the meanings of truth
Time takes its time and it may make you feel old but a new day gives something to see
How we passed through the mountains and called it our home, oh my companion you're holding beauty to me
Now I've burnt my bottom dollar cuz it held no sort of truth in that old tin can down by the lake
For when you've left all that you own you've got nothing left to lose, you're just living for livings sake
S I bring down the night with a lit cigarette but this ink will hold nothing to read
I may have left all my chances and lost all my bets, but still I keep these memories
For what you've lost is still something you keep
Sparrow (written for a friend, Joshua)
Come as the wind blows through the night sky as the river flows between,
I've got this pocket full of coins that come for nothing as it seems.
Take to the rails before the moonlight drag the dust beneath these shoes,
But This morning I awake to another day of lonesome blues.
I live between the seams of every stitch laced from a dream of my simple gift,
The true colors of my soul are just shades taken from the world.
Sing a song with the lack of words write a letter with no return,
But this evening I lay to rest with a lack of warmth beneath my chest.
Oh, Trouble comes with the air today
I felt the tension pass between us on the morning of yesterday
My father said to me child I'm bound to look the other way
Seems as the love I thought I found isn't the life I must lead
So I spend another day with a lonesome path beneath my feet
Come from the fields of arizona to the old kansas line
Often days we all refrain from the simple way of life
For the one sparrows singing that old morning tune
if you listen for the treetops she's looking back at you
Orchard (written about the losses of love)
Well its the first of the cold that would run through my soul like an old railroad train,
half of the harm that its been won't break through this skin but the world can be a beautiful place.
I've taken all my bags emptied that bottle to the flask cuz my girl she let me go,
Half the love I give will never buy the love I miss so I'll hold it at the root of my bones
I thought that orchard would show me your way
for all of these years living by my mistakes
but as that time slipped by, my breathe has run dry
and that feeling was never replaced
And you may find what you've learned and those lessons been told could change in a matter of time
for the only thing thats worth all the lies and the hurt was the one thing that just left my side
I've made up my bed, smoked a last cigarette, and made my way to the floor
for the only thing I preach is the love that we need but I won't see my little darling no more
A new day may rise by a matter of time and these strings will bring me a tune
But in the mist of this time, she will pass through my mind
And I will sing songs the whole night through\
Where the vines meet the trees (written about the transitions through life)
Where has this gone when its all said and done, don't be alarmed to find me back for more,
Always ending what I never should have once begun, it leads to sitting, laying reckless on the floor,
Well this watch on my arm reads a quarter till three, I've got some time for today,
I walked the corner of Poplar where the vines meet the trees, just to hear what she had to say,
She said if I where you I'd take a look around,
Because your souls on fire, you've got nothing to hold it down,
Nothing was lost in something that you haven't found,
So I'm walking day by day just to see what this worlds about,
Well I've placed all my bets on all the love that I've lost, I've never had to try and feel alive,
But with this whole world shaking and my minds debating, the devil's just waiting to hear me cry,
But don't you ever give in to how they're changin you, you're sure enough to be a little wise,
I've got my backpack laced with these walkin shoes, and I travel on foot through the night,
Love of mine (written about a lost love)
Love of mine won't you tell me where you had gone,
I said love of mine won't you tell me where you had gone,
Before I leave this place and regret what I had done,
Lets make it easy and tell me where it is that you had gone,
The nearest town I asked and they have not seen your face,
I spoke to the people in the town and they have not seen your face,
But I know of you my girl, you're bound to be around this place,
They must have lied to me if they have not seen your face
I said love of mine won't you tell me where you had gone,
Love of mine won't you tell me where you had gone,
This house has been empty and what's left has fell to none,
I'm worried oh worried, tell me where it is that you had gone
Just stay awake through morning with my eyes straight to the light,
I'm just sitting here thinking with the light running through my mind,
And when tomorrow comes, I'm never going to sleep through the night,
Just stay awake through morning with my drink and worried mind
Loose Change (written about the routine in life, and how unpersonal neighborhoods can be)
The shades where down but the light came through that single crack you wanted to seal,
Through the sight of this, every house belongs to those who shake or feel,
This neighborhood has friends that have never spoke a word, and our doors are just a few feet apart,
Surely arguable, but arguing this... it goes to show who we really are
The sidewalks bring us to our feet when porchlights are turning grey
Their loose change feels like dollars to me, so I'm leaving without need of pay
Days over days, months over months, here the calendar is nailed to the floor,
With every half size taken, put your whole ones in, theres never room for time anymore
So shake off this disease and it may bring you to your feet and what is bad may just soon feel right,
Oh thats nonsense please, stop encouraging me.. we don't feel what we don't recognize
Roots Below (written for a wize old man who lost his wife 20 years ago)
Come to rise awake so early, come to rest your weary head,
What leaved you dry sits overnight in a box pleaced right beneath this bed,
Outside the leaves have fallen and the cold is in the air,
Oh that train thats always blowin says more than it usually appears,
Come to cast away my shadow leave the light below my feet,
I rode forty miles to the riverside to find that life is but a dream,
You can't save your soul, your better off savin your head,
You've got every right to be a charming man, or at least thats what she said
Where did you go my sweet little girl,
I was willing to change you know,
But for twenty long years I've been holding back the tears,
Now its time to meet the roots below,
This very friend who sat beside me said he heard the rising sun
With a steady mind and a heart that holds you're in need of no one,
But where the wind blows, my heart it shows thoughts of my love,
Oh when you fell from my arms I always knew you'd be the skies above
Travelin Car
Remember what you had forgot
My Shoes
Cruel
Willow Tree
The Avenue
Tree
