shot in the dark

He was a great balloon maker
the balloons were never known for speed
there's no way you'll get sweet

you asked me to waste some time
come out to see the sun
you're all we've got

but i said i think there's more of them like us
and he said "you might be right..
we'll find them in time somewhere"

He was a great balloon maker
then they outlawed all balloons
he packed up and put his things away.



Read from start to end and again the fearlessness of thoughts in print

strips the chord of a sensible word and what's worse

she left her mark, indelible the nature of a scripted verse

keeps my eyes set on the page, and it says

frankly dear I'm forced to give it up

tried my hand and now I've had enough

even though we have to say goodbye

keep me in mind

blamed in advance for the past with no bearing on a present tense

all that's left are claims that she made when she said

oh dear someday we'll learn to be better fit to pursue one another

but 'til then we'll call it the end as she adds

frankly dear the drifters had it right

stayed the afternoon and left at night

even though we have to say goodbye

keep me in mind



Maybe come with me to the coast
And watch the way the rain comes down
Out of the shadows she's more passionate
We'll watch her role roll in from the south

She'll wrap her sheets 'round us
Forget the sun

Moving from sea to land dancing
Swinging with the boats out there
She steps on toes if she wants to
But never because of lack of care

..It's all in the mask, you see



Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move

Cargo (tugboat) ships move sluggishly by
Tracking on the horizon line
There's a luster from the city lights
On the waves that kiss our feet
And we're thinking of going in
The times getting thin
Out there, are you still alive?
I stay up hours worried about detox-strangling
But anyway, this is a city for not sleeping
And the clocks are set by feel
At those moments from where I sit
None of it seems real



Toss, turn, and flip
until the ground becomes the overhead
but instead of sunken battleships
I find emptiness instead.

And you'll say I can't save me unless you let me
(go)
but my dreams have been lonely
lately.