Attack on Christendom
Soren Kierkegaard
Basketball in the park
And in my front yard

In my solitude
Restaurants alone
All these little poems
On my little black cell phone

Tecumseh on the Battlefield
The day Detroit fell
She's not here with me
But I truly wish her well

Seattle in the misty rain
Georgia on my mind
54 and falling
I hope you treat me kind