Maybe, we’re all wayward souls looking for a
way out.
Spent so long squeezing into factory shoes,
small enough to contain us
that we’ve become numb to these
hand-me-downs.
This society that holds our hands down.
Only raising them when it’s time to change shoes.
Feet out.
Toe’s pointed.
Watch your heels.
Years of this and we’re still wearing what they want us to.
Walking around like counterfeits,
reproductions, imitations, replicas,
when we’re only us.
Only ever been us no matter what they say.
It might be cliche, but it’s an obvious truth.
Feet out.
Toe’s pointed.
Watch your heels.
Us has never left us.
Pressing against the soles of our factory shoes as each toe
bends, folds, distorts, depreciates with every step.
But it’s finding appreciation in every step that,
loosens the laces.
It’s discovering no step is the same step that,
lifts the tightened lip a bit.
It’s learning how to walk while others run,
running while others walk,
that leaves you bare foot in a world of broken glass.
Feet out.
Toe’s pointed.
Watch your heels.
It’s taking leaps while others surrender
their ability to negotiate with
themselves.
It’s conquering the ability to dress yourself that wears out
the factory shoes on your feet.
Feet out.
Toe’s pointed.
Watch your step.

You breathe me in
I breathe you out
that’s all this is,
what love’s about
how I used to see this thing we do
funny those feelings hidden from you
when life’s all good and our loves all great
not til they’re taken away, we break
only then does the heart feel hopeless,
broken down, miles from home
though home’s beside you, so let me remind
you,
if I could rewind this and take
it back to what we were
before the,
leaves hit the autumn floor
and september left with no
warning, or you or I
I would, oh I would
but this thing we do, this life we live
goes on with or without you.

Hold this one in a little longer
like it’s your last, chance to breathe
to see, this angelic
world as you do
with open, wide eyes
looking through and past this.
Just try and see there’s more to this life
than fighting with what’s history.

Moving out on old love’s
something we all gotta do
sooner or later the house
you built’s gotta fall, but that’s alright
*** love’s a concept not just
and opportunity, so don’t you tell me
the one has come and gone,
*** love’s all around us.

The pupil grows
shrinks,    
comes up
to breathe,    
then hides behind
the blinks.                              
Blanketed by
a hazel iris
for emphasis
for color, attraction
for the unspoken bliss
to egress,
freely.
It’s all in the eyes,
those pistils
of your beauty.

I must’ve been out of my mind
getting out of these clothes
there you were pulling me closer
All I could picture was you letting go

Shutting me out, once
that clock struck the mid of night
walking home under dim street light
but why guess, when you can know,
when you can know

Hold your breathe
don’t think twice
finding her
shouldn’t be so precise
rip off the sleeves
of the shirt you wear
*** you’ve got your heart
all over them
and now it’s hers to bare




Had enough with playing safe
***’ safe doesnt play well with a wandering mind
venturing over its walls and under its ropes
i’ll make my own path only I can follow

Now I know i’m not that little kid anymore,
but there’s some things I wanna find, out
in that world for myself, like
what’s clean love
like what’s clean love all about



Hold your breathe
don’t think twice
finding her
shouldn’t be so precise
rip off the sleeves
of the shirt you wear
*** you’ve got your heart
all over them
and now it’s hers to bare




Maybe It’s that I’m naive, or
that I like to think
there’s clean air to breathe
that sometimes love can last through the night
***’ sometimes love returns a kiss before it leaves

Nothing wrong with a little white lie
if it helps you believe, anything to believe
what can you actually believe anyway
knowing people made up their minds
no matter what you say
no matter what you say
No matter, no matter



Hold your breathe
don’t think twice
finding her
shouldn’t be so precise
rip off the sleeves
of the shirt you wear
*** you’ve got your heart
all over them
and now it’s hers to bare



But I’ve learned to listen and
even ******* can glisten
under enough sunlight
if she says it just right

straight under the skin
like the point from a pin
like the ink from the needle
of the tattoo at some nights end

always told me to write my own story
but it’s hard without a pen
without the space, without the time
so here’s to making it mine.

I must’ve been out of my mind
getting out of these clothes
there you were pulling me closer
All I could picture was you letting me go

Shutting me out, once
that clock struck the mid of night
walking home under dim street light
but why guess, when you can know,
when you can know


Had enough with playing it safe
***’ safe doesnt play well with a wandering mind
venturing over its walls and under its ropes
taking it’s own path that’s self designed

Now I know i’m not that little kid anymore,
but there’s some things I wanna find, out
in that world for myself, like
what’s clean love
like what’s clean love all about


Maybe It’s that I’m naive, or
maybe I like to think
there’s clean air to breathe
that some love last through the night
some love returns a kiss before they leave

Nothing wrong with a little white lie
if it helps you believe, anything to believe
what can you actually believe anyway
knowing people made up their minds
no matter what you say
no matter what you say
No matter, no matter


But I’ve learned to listen and
even ******* can glisten
under enough sunlight
if she says it just right

straight under the skin
like the point from a pin
like the ink from the needle
of the tattoo at some nights end

always told me to write my own story
but it’s hard without a pen
without the space, without the time
so here’s to making it mine.

That smile you wear on my chest          
hair blankets the pillow in a hot mess
your chin a puzzle piece with my shoulder
my fingers running wild
down your spine while I hold ya

Honestly I wouldn’t mind spending
the whole day right here beside ya
my only time wasted
would be in your eyes

Analyzing every single inch of you
sure to myself there’s only one like you
our eyes are closed, and hearts are open
every bit of what I was hoping

Figured  there’s nowhere left to look, cept’ I
found you near to me, so near to me
how would I know you’d become
so dear to me, so dear to me

If you leave, leave to come back
I’ll wait up at night, out there in the pitch black
promising there’s nothing I wouldn’t do

Passed up on something like this before
thinking that was the one and only door
til’ there she was, holding it wide open
grabbing my hand and telling me there’s more

There’s more out there for each of us
past our reach, but awaiting our touch.

There she was, like any given day
corner of lark, spare change and she’ll play
whispering words of life, love and beauty, to a tune
Thats always been hers

She’s got her degree, four years in Tennessee
sharing her heart with the listeners,
the strangers, and with me  
working her way up the musical tree

Nothing’s easy, she knew it,
better love it, if you choose it
something to work for,
has a certain amusement.