it’ll come to you

somewhere out in the woods

by the thin river

I found the old man

sitting loose

leaning against a stump

whittling on a piece of tree

he smiled asked of me

you got any water son?

so I settled nearby

I’m making me a stick he told

to help me get out of here

ran out of water

kind of everything really

I thought I was easy

forgot I was no longer spry

the things they don’t tell you

about this getting old

is it all catches up on you

taking an easy walk in the woods

becomes a trial

something life threatening


but I was young then

could only smile offer help

he took the water

& fell into step

as we walked out to safety

for him

while for me it was only

to a place I’d been

we can call it pride

if you will

preferable to macho bullshit

that side of you

people never knew

I helped kept hidden

where you did me harm

cutting to size you called it

to hold me tight

the side hidden by your charms

where people thought you

all sweetness & light

not hearing your rages


there in the night

& when I let you go

the same fools cheered

I told you so

she was too good for him

as you slipped away

smile hiding your sins

& we can call it pride

I kept all of this

hidden inside


the time I had pleurisy

you leading me by the hand

along another cold street

there in the poor mans ghetto

out of my head

tripping on illness half dying

not knowing whose day this was

but understanding bone deep

you would not lead me wrong

& I let you go badly

not knowing how to fight for you

all I could do was feel the hurt

of another chapter closing behind

& if I could tell you

your leaving

took me years to get by

would that make you happier

maybe bring a smile?

I have no idea where you are

whatever happened to you

all I can say is I loved you once

the best I could do at that time

& I know that wasn’t good enough

but what else can a poor boy do

except take his medicine when necessary

take some time

maybe try again

whoah what a ride

I wasn’t looking for love

just something somebody

fill some hours in the downtime

& I learned a new thing

it is the crazy ones

make the best ever lovers

even if they steal your soul

clothes car money your mind

twisting up the bedclothes

everything in your life

& they take a while to work out

longer still to work them out your life

leaving bombs everywhere

work friends acquaintances landlord

& defusing them one by one yourself

can take years out of living

but when you get some space

you can look back with a smile

whoah what a ride

she wants me be

the better person

put on that suit & tie

go hang with the nicer people

& all I can do

is sigh put the duds on

try to make her happy

go hang with the swells

& all I hear from them

is piss & moan about their lives

she’s happy smiling all the way

& I put one of those across this face

its an endure gig tomorrow another day

& later on the way home in the car

she sighs begins bitching

about the ladies & their two faces

so we stop get a drink

leave the niceness behind

listen to the bar music sup a beer

& just let all of that false love


seven to seven

if y’gotta ask

then the answer

is always close at hand

I was working seven to seven

& the place was a mess

& I’d ask

what is it you do all day


& she’d smile that smile

make the questions go away

until the next day

& the money would be gone

& its not as if I didn’t love her

she said she loved me true

just there are some things

leaves a man feeling blue

& one day she was gone

note tucked in the mirror

gone to better things x

& I’m still working seven to seven

the place is still a mess

& a man wonders as he tries to sleep

is the smile worth all that

or is the price just too steep?

it was me

made the running

filled in the gaps

all in my head

I was lonely

but did not know that

& a smile a kiss

some time spent together

could make me think

what we had was more

than it ever was

& it took me so long to get there

I had yet to learn to surrender

get to be good with me

& that takes some time

& the next one you meet

who thinks you will do it all

the running the thinking

filling in the gaps

gets the surprise


are not like the others