Day off tomorrow
so thought I'd come here
Brooklyn's a maze
won't see you tomorrow
With money to burn
and nothing to borrow
thought I'd come here
the city is crazy
the city is sorrow
Decided at lunch time
tomorrow no way
when I got back
said I'm taking the day
Do what you want
but hear what I say
when tomorrow comes
I'm taking the day
The glass may be full
but I feel so hollow
thought I'd come here
I'm taking the day
I won't see you tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
I'll See You There
A pen in your fist,
your gift to the world
say what you wish
you wish for a girl.
supposed to meet
someone
who hasn't shown up
try to do something
it's never enough.
It's time for a chorus
it's finally time
Something you wanted
is finally mine.
your gift to the world
say what you wish
you wish for a girl.
supposed to meet
someone
who hasn't shown up
try to do something
it's never enough.
It's time for a chorus
it's finally time
Something you wanted
is finally mine.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Great Lakes Monday
A bad day
but they all are
time to give up,
move into your car.
The only way you'll ever go far.
The power of positive thinking,
you know
will never work
for someone like you.
It's the truth
but disregard it,
forget this conversation
ever started.
If it's broken
don't fix it.
but they all are
time to give up,
move into your car.
The only way you'll ever go far.
The power of positive thinking,
you know
will never work
for someone like you.
It's the truth
but disregard it,
forget this conversation
ever started.
If it's broken
don't fix it.
Monday, February 9, 2009
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.
'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.
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