Wednesday, January 26, 2011

here comes the rain.

kansas wheat fields don't ask questions
unlike most the folks i've met
but if this storm don't stop the harvest
there's a chance i might forget

i'm tryin' not to think about you
but when this combine rocks-n-rolls
it shakes my mind, it shakes my body
the way your leavin' shook my soul

here comes the rain
it's like standin' in your memory
and the feeling of it chills me to the bone

i'm workin texas to alberta
thrashin' amber waves of grain
fillin' trucks from dawn to sunset

i wish they'd haul away the pain

there'll be a thousand miles between us
when i pass the border guard
is that thunder in the distance
or just the breaking of my heart

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

and just like james, i'll be drinking irish tonight.

she said,
"if i would have known just how things would have ended up,
i just would have let myself die."

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011