Someday Soon
Someday Soon
We’ll float the Band in like we’re landing on the Moon
Someday Soon
We will see our troubles float away like a balloon.
Confusing delusional muses who use us to wrangle
The blur of the roadside confirms that it’s no time to tango my friend
Someway Soon
We’ll awaken softly on the grass of Brigadoon
Someday Soon
We will feel the grass beneath this barefoot afternoon
Excited we nightly take flight and ignite all our fuel
’til the rose-fingered child of the morning arrives soft and cool
Feel the dew…
Someday Soon
We’ll string up the banjo and we’ll pull it into tune.
Someday Soon
We’ll find we’ve won the bLOTTO and we’ll live on like tycoons.
Hook Me Up
I’ve been turning paper to copper, nothing is left of the Law
I got a jar with a stopper that’s starting to thaw
I need the juice of the barley. I need a day to unwind
Each time I get a little ahead I go spend it on a little behind.
Let’s see what we find…
Who knows the weight of an hour like the next man to be hanged?
One way’s to sleep but the other ain’t cheap
And the Devil lies there in the fold
and now you’ve been told.
Hook me up…I ain’t paying
Hook me up…I ain’t playing
Bluesman
She said she’d leave me for a Bluesman and that is how I know’d I love her.
It really should have turned my head around to see a girl so moved by the sound
of the Delta Blues.
I guess it’s just in the deal we made; she’d leave for something real someday
but I wish she would stay.
Somewhere down in Mississippi two roads are crossed and in the dark
There came a stranger dressed in finery-gold and silver tapestry
and from his fingers a spark
I know she’s never coming back this way. She’s in his shadow anyway
And I’m in the dark.
So now I got a 1-4-5 and I often play it live when I wish she could be here.
When I wish she could stay.
Rules of the Road
Right lane, Move Slow. No radio. Crack a window.
It’s less to the dentist if you buckle up
Tell the hippies in the back seat “shut the F#@# up”
A hat after 2 is Probable Cause. Avoid Johnny Law
A stoney thinker beats a driving drinker
Would it kill you to use that awesome blinker?
These are the rules of the road
Hold it in. Do your best. Should’ve gone before we left
So grab that coffee and lock the door.
It’s the second deer that you gotta watch out for.
These are the rules of the road…
…now you know.
Leaving/So Happy
Here is a photograph that I haven’t seen in a year or two.
We look so happy in it ’cause you haven’t done yet
what you’re going to do.
And we look so happy.
I don’t believe you…
Now and again I pretend that you haven’t left me and I’m not alone
Just like a picture that cracks, we all find our ways of coming unglued
You’re not coming home…
And we look so happy
I don’t believe you
And we look so happy
Leaving.
So happy…