Gather at the church. Say a quiet prayer. Hold each other's hands. Praying that you might be there In honesty and peace. With the whispers of your god. Falling on your ears. Falling on Your ea
You can tell by the wind. By fresh cut wood. All stacked to dry. That autumn's here. And it makes you sad. About the crumby. Summer we had With pine trees creeking. The raven's screeching. Jus
The brake lights. Are really quite lovely. Thousands of souls. All stopping together On the highway tonight. There's no reason to cry out your eyes. On the highway tonight. There's no reason to
Well. We kiss alone. In a parked car. At least I think so. There's a flashlight waving. Out somewhere. You can see it down the road. And the saddest part. Is that we mean so well. Don't want
I wish the telephone had not been invented. Because I keep picking it up to say. Stupid things to you The rain has stopped for now. But I know it's not ended No sense in trying. I cannot be protec
What jesus can't fix tonight. The whiskey certainly might. I must have said the lord's prayer 65 times. And thought of your face. And our infinite grace. All of the ways to behold you. Until the
* you. You're drunk and acting tough. I know you're sad. You're not the only one who feels like that now. And maybe anger is your only choice. But maybe heart and fist and human voice. Might be
Come over here. Whisper into my ear. Don't waste your breath. On anyone else. But me. And warm. Your body in bed. Let us wake up and talk a while. I tell you i'm scared. I tell you I'd fight