Home Sweet Here

Mostly you come
'cause the place is so near
stools you can sit on
where they serve beer
on the fourth drink
she always says cheers
you know where you are
you're home sweet here.

Now Ginger knows
without being told
one drink is amber
the other is gold
the glass may be warm
but the bottle is cold
the guys who hang out
are a jury of your peers
you're home sweet here.

No one is waiting
for her phone to ring
your apartment's your castle
and you are its king
as far as you can see
you own everything
sometimes
you fear
the end may be near
but that's ok.
you're home sweet here.

Fragment #1

It's dead
it's dead all around
try to go up
you'll only come down
say what you want
it's the heart of the heart
if you can't live for love
you can live for art.

Nice to see her. But that's that. And she's all gung-ho about someone else.