Riding sixteen wide on a four lane road.
Everyone one of us
Story untold
Well we're telling.
We're yelling.
You may be dreamin'
Right now we're screamin'
On the road
On the road
On the Road

They are sporting outside.

Is that polo?

Tis.

A fine sport.

My grandpa used to play.

Dear, will you get us your telescope?

Actually, I'm going outside to have a closer look.

Your husband is an industrious man.

Yes, it made him King.

He's pretty spry.

Yes, he can still move about.
Do you play sports?

Yes, all of them.

I'd like to see you sometime.

My basketball team has a game in San Francisco this weekend.

The Franco-Spanish Royalty will be in attendance, she smiled.

Hola Real
Bonjour Reine

I speak to you
I ask you to call me my name

Your face is sublime madame.
Your majesty is a lucky man.

Yes, I agree, there is nothing more to be done, for now.
Mustn't forget to stroll down easy street.

Tea is in the parlor, dear.
I'm really glad you could come.

For you, madame, I have much time...

A legacy
On a jet plane
For the coast
The Great Northwest
Hallelujah
Nice to knew ya
Glad I blew ya

Fair Grand Rapids
How ya held me
Sometimes uppie
Sometimes downie
Always homie
Now I roamie

Furniture City
Chairs are pretty
Tables sturdy
Girlies hurtie

But no more sittie
Need new pretty
Land of Portals
And no mere mortals

It's divine time
Need new shoeshine
Get the cool
Or play the fool time

Did you ever think it would end, this dream?
This dream is on the frying pan.

Did you ever think that moan you heard would turn into a
       scream?
For shame, it has; she's boiling, you know.

I want to tell you everything, so you can tell me anything.
I've found the center of your mind.

Did you ever think you'd eat again, after that meal exploded?
It was the boiling fat.

I want to tell you, love me do.
When'd you dream of that?

"No," she said, "I love the girls."

My heart feels sorta flat.

Dreams come true
And sometimes they lie.
Tell me true, am I just a guy?

Me and you
Oh, how time flied.
What's it mean?
Still glad I tried.

I'll move on.
I'll find a straight one.
With burnt edges,
Who makes sounds like bacon.

Every time, that I see you...
I know I'll be
The one in your eyes.
But it's plain to see
Today is just some cloudy skies.

Mourn for me,
But then move on.
I'll swim the sea
And find my own.

I've seen you through my window.
You're not the same as yesterday.
You're not much like the past month.
You are cold.
You are blown.

You're not even that wet...yet.

But you are cold.
You are blown.
You invoke my strength.
I will get out of bed.
I will find forgotten clothes.
I will enter your abomination:
Cold, blown, you call me.
I will answer.

I made her in the mornings
A *** of tea for two.
I loved her twice at lunchtimes
Oh how everything grew.
I left her in the evenings
To find her something new.
I kissed her in the twilight
She walked me in the dew.