Peeping Tom


And maybe this is all we get
A few years on a blue spinning ball
circling around an ordinary star
We’re god’s orphaned children swinging from monkey bars

In what feels like a not so ordinary life

Take my clothes off in the dark
I wonder where this is all leading
In my sleep, you invade my dreams
memories swinging on worn-out bedsprings

I took a wrong turn last night
and drove past your house with its backdrop of fading sun

Your house, with children toys on the front lawn
I wonder what having a family with you would have been like

I suddenly felt pathetic, like a stalker, a trespasser
Like a sleazy peeping tom, I’m fueled with shame and excitement

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Pieces Of Light

The morning comes to fix another night

I took a road less traveled
Only to learn

To find myself
I had to take a wrong turn

The hotter the fire
The more beautiful the burn

The night comes crawling over a tired day

I want you in dreams
Falling pieces of light

You’ve walled up your heart
Like branches shredding a tattered kite

You’ve wandered to far
I went left, you went right

The morning comes to fix another night

No One Else Will Do

We were wearing out our summer jeans
Leaving holes in our worn out knees

We got caught in a thunder storm
Took shelter under evergreens

We were laughing and falling
Like end of the day alpine glow

Swore we’d leave this sleepy town
Fight the current or end up drowned

I put that old song on repeat
All summer we walked in bare-feet

With child eyes, you’re so pretty
Do you ever still think of me

You’ve still got a hold on me
You’re always just out of reach

I still look for you
In the eyes of strangers I meet

If I can’t have you
Nothing else will do, no one else will do
No one else will do———

Another ordinary sun
On not such an ordinary day

Thoughts of you
Run through me

There’s never any going back
Somewhere between awake and asleep

Here comes that empty feeling again
Taking me back to places I’d already been

Is that you, I saw on the street
Awkward small talk, staring at your feet

Spoke polite, like stranger who’d never met
You gave me a hug, that no longer fit

You’ve still got a hold on me
You’re always just out of reach

I still look for you
In the eyes of strangers I meet

If I can’t have you
Nothing else will do, no one else will do

No one else will do

Sweet Memories

A song about how a couple sustains their love over half a century.



She puts his dinner on the table
When they’re thru he washes up the plates


After fifty odd years
Ya learn to give more than you take


She lies in bed reads her magazines
He falls asleep right in his chair


She calls him to bed
He falls up those stairs


How many days 
Make up a life


Pulls down the shade
Gives a goodnight kiss to his wife


Baby can’t you see
You’re the better part of me


With our love
We made babies


And gave to me
Such sweet memories


She plants her autumn tulips
He mows his summer lawn


She dusts photos on the bureau 
Wonders where the times has gone


Love ain’t like a Hollywood movie
Can’t be captured in a country song


It’s simple as saying sorry
in spite of who was wrong


They move in circles 
Shared a bed of dreams


They take their walks in the woods
Another winter gives birth to spring


Baby can’t you see
You’re the better part of me


With our love
We made a family


And gave to me 
Such sweet memories