A Freak Like Me

Around her neck, she wore a silver chain and a locket
Then laughed and showed me, a rainbow hidden in her pocket


She said such strange things, you see
Cause she’s a poet, dreamer, she’s a freak like me


Long walks conversations in the dark
All about those friends and lovers, who left thorns in our hearts


With you, I share my secrets and my shame
And for me, I know you did the same


There’s no more me, there’s no more you
Now there’s just one, where there once was two


Is this how friends, learn to trust
Is this what makes lovers, give into lust


Word warriors, spilling ink and blood
Troubadour singing sad songs, sad songs of love


Soul soldier, silent defender
Now all my prayers and letters, returned to sender


Whispered these things, to my mystic girl
And for a moment, we shared a hidden world


There’s no me, there’s no more you
Now there’s just one, where there once was two


What You Deserve

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This tune was written in homage to John Prine, my favorite folk artist.  He could write a lyric that straddles that fine line between silly and sad.  He can take the ordinary and make it seem extraordinary.

 

Drip, Drip, Drip

I danced with the devil
I stepped on his tail
Got drunk in a tavern
Found Jesus in jail

Drank enough beer
To piss me an ocean
It’s hard to get lost
When ya don’t care where you’re going

I bummed me a smoke
fired up a light
Now I’m stuck in this tree
Like a tattered old kite

Chased a few rainbows
Searching for a pot of gold
When I was young
Never thought I’d grow old

Times a wad of gum
stuck on your shoe
you can try and out run it
but it’ll catch up with you

Fates a leaky faucet
That drip, drip, drips
What you deserves
Is usually what you get

One night stands
Well, I had me a few
When it comes to loving
Bit off more than I could chew.

Made some mistakes
Yeah, I paid my dues
Smashed my TV
Tired of, the same ole bad news

You might say I’m crazy
Nutty as a fruit cake
If the fish ain’t bitting
It’s time to change your bait.

Chased a few rainbows
Searching for a pot of gold
When I was young
Never thought I’d grow old

Fates a wad of gum
stuck on your shoe
you can try to out run it
but it’ll catch up with you

Time’s a leaky faucet
That goes drip, drip, drips
The good times I’ll remember
The bad ones I’ll forget