| hexagon |
| pittsburgh |
| philly |
| july |
| family band |
| the kitchen |
| twisted |
| babble |
| spacecamp |
| hymn for our parents |
twisted
who needs another
fond farewell?
you're something different, you're something strange
& I can't stand the taste
you're a bit of "thanks" & a hint of "why" & a
spoonful of "I hate you so much"
& a dash of "I miss you", too
you are my wasted recipie for a little love song gone twisted
my little bit of zsa zsa zsu
maybe I want
to love you like gironimo
maybe I want to wake up by your side
before I have to let you go
your heart beat
is a little loud - I can hear it singing through your chest
like a midnight instrument
my fingers are as white as snow & it's getting harder to grin & bear
you
your stranger's charm? baby, it fell through
baby, help me
step off of this peir
baby, tell me that when we go down you will be right here
I have two weeks & two days to find my way around your neighborhood
won't you be my neighbor?
our framework could be an empty house - no creaking, no settling sounds in
the night
just yours & mine
maybe I want
to love you like gironimo
maybe I want to wake up by your side
before I have to let you go




