bad habit
trip (the parade song)
evan's song
ballad for an insomniac
muddy summer
love letter
brooklyn
lady justice
at last
thursday
goodnight to boston
convex
gifted

gifted

all this yelling sinks down in my legs, cradled by my cracked hips
[baby]
I drag the weight along with me until I am finally
crawling to my bed alone with the smell of your cigarettes upon my shoulder
it's exhausting, really, this stretch back to loneliness
I am much more than the girl you see just digging up flowers by the highway
[maybe]

I am clawing at the dirt because I know that they are there
I hear them when I jump on trampolines
I can smell them in the air when the wind blows through the dark
the soil just keeps staining up my hands, my hair

my mother gave me milk & then my sister gave me two hands
my dad gave me words that he thought I couldn't read
a companion gave me stairs, a teacher gave me new blood, an inspiration gave me a line
but they all have gone back home now, to their cities, seas, and air, and every time you step away
[baby]
I go back down the road because I'll find these bulbs someday
cause I planted them with care
[maybe]

I am clawing at the dirt because I know that they are there
I hear them when I jump on trampolines
I can smell them in the air when the wind blows through the dark
the soil just keeps staining up my hands, my hair

I am walking awfully fast because you pushed my heart up inside of my collarbones
and it started squeezing out my eyes
I cannot let this happen, cannot be without my garden
breaking down my voice over grass & yellow lines
cause it's too much for a girl who has her elbows on the world
I swear to you, I am falling off
[baby]
It's a long haul back with your thumb out on the road
but you could pull the damn thing over
[maybe]

cause you wouldn't believe, but

I could go for so much longer baby, you have no idea when I set my head
to someone like you
I've been known to search all night, dig down all the way to china
but I ended up alone to the disdain of the moon
you've been leaving the poor corners of my blue eyes pinched
but can't you tell that we are so gifted
[baby]
my fingernails are dirty, there is tree sap on my lips
but I think you ought to be flattered
[maybe]


I am clawing at the dirt because I know that you are under there
I hear you when I jump on trampolines
I smell you in the air when the wind blows through the dark
but the soil just keep staining up my hands, my hair