dream

You walk through the crowd,
almost passing me by.
You turn to me with wide eyes.
Do I know you?
What are you to me?
You kiss me like it's a question.
You kiss me like I'm the answer.
You tell me to stay and wait
and I say forever.
You walk back through the crowd
and they think they know you because they invented you
and next to you I look so small.
But you're not any one thing
and neither am I.
I'll wait for you in the balcony
for the end of the show,
and then you'll see you don't know me
but your soul knows mine
and that's what I am to you.

so long

So long grasslands.
So long badlands.
So long sweet respite from salty tears.
I'll call you all tomorrow
and a few miles down the road.
It's there that you can find me,
on the Santa Monica pier.

So long old home.
So long known roads.
So long stepping stool to things out of reach.
I'll write you all on Tuesday
when these spaces have been crossed.
At the end there you can find me
on the shores of Venice beach.

So long past life.
So long sad wife.
So long to the girl I've been 'til this day.
I'll see you all again some time
once this trip has come to a close.
And, then, there you can find me
on the mighty streets of LA.

I heard, "Oh come back, come back where you belong."
I said, "I'm sorry, Mama. I won't be home until I'm gone."

With You

With you
distance is not separation
and letting go is not freedom.

With you
love is forever
even when it's no longer love.

With you
we are together
even when there's no one there.

I am bound to you.
I am bound by my misery.
I am bound by my memories.
I am bound by everything you could never give
and I can't get away
because I am bound to you.

I don't care about forgiveness.
I just want to forget.