If I die before my mother does
then I would fly
I was only nineteen the morning you were born
With your
My dirty little secret’s not a secret anymore
I can’t even
The man in the moon is a woman in disguise
Behind
I have failed and I have fallen, cried till I
It’s been cold here
So many days without sunshine it’s hanging
Kick down the walls
Turn back the clock
Put down the keys
Change
Get the laundry off the line
Tape the cracks in the
Sometimes love is not enough
Sometimes time is all you need
Sometimes
I still see my brother Michael,
pressed and polished, shaking
This year my father’s heros have all passed
Reagan, Waylon, June
You want to have coffee, meet for a drinkTell me
You wake in a cloud every morningReady to find somewhere
I don't like men who tell me how to talk
All the stars in the sky on this clear mid-May
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