The hardest thing to do with me ; is getting it through my thick skull that you want me.
When I look at you, looking at me ; it is hard to look away.
Love is always there ; because love, loves us too much to leave us in hate.

A portrait of woman loving ; is a moment that records why you love her.
Her sound while humming ; is her spirit ascending, and waiting at the lips.
The clay that her body is made of ; is lovely to touch, in any shape.
Recipes from her mind ; feed her children wisdom that grows strong souls.

The process of forgiving ; starts with having a reason to forgive.
Forgetting past wrongs makes one person whole ; but forgiving, can make two people whole.
One shame done daily ; needs forgiveness that covers all of the lifetime.
We need the gift of forgiveness ; because a good gift makes you cry in joy.

The use of force, when necessary ; is a tool, that only works in the right hands.
To fix the problem of injustice ; remember that there is a difference between repairing something old, and creating something new.
The muscles used in social action ; are many hands, clasping pens to vote.
Marching on a capital ; only requires one weapon to make it a war.
The weapons of choice, in a protest ; are well formed words, and strong wills.

Well.

Sometimes you push it all away ; until she pushes back.
When a woman wants a man ; I never thought she'd push like that.
Just a drink away from death ; cigar stains on my lungs.
Inches from a gun ; all I needed was another black cat.
Walking to the beat of the night ; dark lady, could you be my light?
No one by her side ; asking who am I?
That's the question ; I've been asking all my life.

Well.

You push that hard, and I'll reply ; I'm the darkest thought, the one that asks why.
I'm the cold life lost ;
the one that don't die ;
and if you push into my heart, you just might cry.

Well.

She didn't say nothin, just looked me up and down ; I could tell by that stare, I could live in her town.
I've been a lot of places, done a lot of hurt ; never found a woman that could make it work.
Diggin graves was easy, my heart was one ; but these old bones need more than dirt.
And a man who loses his shirt ; needs more than a girl in a skirt.

I pushed real hard, I've even pushed through;
But, woman, I wouldn't push you.
Because this woman at my side...Well
She can push too.

Was it my footsteps ; that you followed out of the door?
I left so many times ; did that make you want to leave me more?
My decisions took me away from you ; don't let yours lead you away from what's true.
I've made mistakes ; just learn from what you've been through.
I've gone too far ; and I'll pay my due.

If my words chase your mind ; close your eyes, and rhyme your own rhyme.
When you think of me and cry ; focus your eyes on forgetting mine.
Because when you look back ; you can't change time.
And if loving means leaving ; leave me without a dime.
I've gone too far ; don't give me a sign.

These dusty boots ; are as old as the dust.
I've been walking far ; the road's been hard.
A guitar on my back ; my eyes to the front.
There's been many who left ; many who led me right.
Never kicked a rock ; but I've crushed a few snakes.
When it rains it pours ; the night sky is thick.
I married the moon ; and worked for the sun.
Without a drink of water ; sometimes you gotta run.
These boots are heavy ; its made me strong.
Its a real blessing ; to have boots that aint made wrong.

I musta been a little slow ; to think I could keep up.
She was a dancer even without the music ; and I had two left feet.
These boots were made for me ; but she brought her own pair.
I never thought walking alone was all that bad ; but walking with her made me think twice.
Every step seemed right ; every stumble seemed nice.
Turns out this road wasn't new to her ; she'd gone even farther.
Where she was from ; all they did was walk.
Little did i know she'd walk ; her path into mine.

Time had no limit ; we walked for ages.
Our journal was the road ; our boot prints the pages.
The smoke of her trail ; set my heart ablaze.
The stars she followed ; left my eyes amazed.
Even when the monsters that followed her ; seemed so great.
She would walk right in front of them ; right to their funeral's wake.
Wasn't much that her feet couldn't take ; even crushing the skulls of a snake.
She could walk on water...My lady of the lake.