pioneer
pilgrim

lost little children

Rachel had too much to cry about
do you even know the great amount

waiting on a true existence
ditched at the bar by some girl named valerie
cell phone, white dress
arms i don't want around me

so many sweet things never going to be
way on down the line, they are too far behind
rain or shine,
weather's been looking kind of lonely out there

two tiny feet standing on a fountain, light as air
where a kiss on the cheek seems a little unfair
in pictures of what must have felt so weightless

could have been a little more gracious
not just some harmful acquaintance

another black hole to fall through
another round on janis joplin,
so many sad times for little girl blue

so many in a million
moment i met you
doing nothing for you
                                 
son of my mourning
son of your own right hand
downpour's been pouring
falling at your command
falling like stars made of sharp chinese

i'm so tired of waiting on all these sweet things
do you even know the great amount
sad eyed Rachel had so much to cry about

arms i don't want around me
so many sweet things never going to be
way on down the line, they are too far behind