leaving I was running out of reasons I couldn’t give you what you needed (run it back, run it home) we were speeding I was recklessly repeating all the books that I was reading (run it back, run it home) why’s it gotta be so complicated? feeling just tell me what you’re feeling take your eyes off of the ceiling (run it back, I’ll run it home now) can you tell me was this easy for you, taking over? why’s it gotta be so complicated? reasons you said you’ve got your reasons but I know you don’t believe them (take it back, take it home) why’s it gotta be so complicated? you were always all that I wanted...

he wrote notes to catherine as they wait for school to begin her lips pressed as she read in her bed and it said “won’t you meet me here again?” catherine spent all her time picking oranges and limes waiting for him to walk through the door sick and sore confessing all of his crimes oh, florida I can’t take it anymore the waves they break before they hit the shore and every piece of fruit that hangs will soon fall to the floor oh, florida I can’t take it anymore he spoke lies soft and sweet and he hoped one day he’d believe that underneath florida trees tall and green she’d be seen as someone not to leave catherine waits by the door as he drives east towards the shore the exits pass he could not make it last turing fast for the truth he can’t ignore oh, florida I can’t take it anymore the waves they break before they hit the shore and every piece of fruit that hangs will soon fall to the floor oh, florida I can’t take it anymore

where did all the time go? where did you put my suitcase, my hat, my coat? baby I don’t want to go where did all the love go? why did I leave you on the side of the road? baby I don’t wanna know where did all the time go? wasn’t it last week that we were talking about the road baby I was driving slow baby how much did you know? when we were talking it out on Front Street talking about the west and all the people we would meet tying laces on our feet baby how could we compete? I think I loved you, but how do I know? I think I loved you, but how do I show it? and if I loved you, then why did I go? and if I loved you, then why did I go? I’m just a little too tired…

I saw you standing there caught in a big wind of dead desire but I stayed at home because I was tired we were living on the hill singing the shallow songs of summer you were the one to give them color I was the one too dull to discover count it back from ten these are the days that we’ve been stealing why can’t you tell me what you’ve been feeling? you can blame it all on me blame me for taking time to toss you blame me for looking when I lost you fabric, sun and skin swim in the endless sea of somethings scribble the loose-leaf laws of nothing someday far from now maybe I’ll catch you without warning come back and see me in the morning I saw you standing there

tom walked in the door with cigarettes and a broken heart he said “hey man, I need someone that I can talk to. the evening was serene but then she came and caused a scene and now I don’t know where I stand or where I ought to. I thought she looked the part but she thought leaving was her art and then she left me with an empty explanation I shook the whole way home and I set fire to the telephone I shut the blinds so she could not come and find me ‘hey doll,’ I thought I heard her call. the night was swift and dark I heard a knock and my dog bark and I caught glimpses of her dress outside my window I’m not a swearing man but I could swear she had a plan and I knew she would try and come inside ‘hey doll, do you want to hear the midnight call?’ the morning that we left I made some coffee as she got dressed she said ‘do you ever dream to swim in the pacific?’ she grabbed her guitar and her gun she said ‘come on, we gotta run, I’m not a gambler but I would bet on this feeling ‘hey doll, don’t you wanna see it all?’ there was no place to go besides where evergreens would grow there was magnetic space between us when we were talking but I could not fight the fear as you hold my hand and steer that there was something that you refused to tell me ‘hey doll, don’t our bodies feel so small? I’ll skip a little in between and cut ahead to the next scene because that winter is where things got real nasty I never thought I’d see the day where she would up and run away but I could see the way you looked she looked out the window hey doll, I thought you said you knew it all? if I had a time machine I would return to that same scene that’s where I felt the earth shift beneath us and that afternoon I woke, and right beside me was a note and I could barely read the letters that were on it hey doll, we were never meant to have it all

we go underneath the stairs again to show what it was that we were feeling I know what you don’t. tongue-tied, hide behind an empty pride blue eyes cut into the ceiling think twice before you decide. sunrise, just another cold surprise disguise to hide behind the healing daybreak summer day. we go underneath the stairs again to show what it was that we were feeling I know but you don’t.

jesus was pleased by my story last week as I stood at the top of the stairs. pink paint on the walls only muffled my calls as I delivered my delicate speech “I was looking for you my god, I was looking for you!” loveless and lost I paraded the cost as I stumbled down the steps out of time and out the front door I was hungry for more oh my god, what a terrible crime! but I was looking for you my dove, I was looking for you! when I reached the hotel I was weary as hell but the doorman just stared at his shoes my reservation was taken by a nun with a gun she had a cross around her neck hanging loose I was looking for sweet, sweet sleep lord I was looking for sleep! out past the sands where the aeroplanes land I thought I might try and dig up a clue. but I fell asleep with my face on the street and I dreamed a hundred dreams about you I was looking for truth, oh god! I was looking for truth!

mr. Daffodil was praying he said “it’s sure been a while, since I’ve found some substance since I’ve loved like a child.” he said “hallelujah, I’m a liar!” and all he had was borrowed time. jesus was crying he had just read the news he said “hey Daffodil, if you’re drinking, I might drink a little too. he said “hallelujah, I’ve just been fired!” and all they had was stolen wine. the governor was anxious that word had escaped that his sons had been scheming as they walked by the lake he said “hallelujah, I’m a fake!” and all he had was a gift for lies. mary was waiting on the branch of a tree her eyes were still swollen from all that she’d seen. she said “hallelujah, how obscene!” and all she had was woven twine.

new york city was too big for me as I watched rose sleep out the balcony I stared at her till 3 am just to try and feel how I felt then. my back against the marble wall america burns in a bathroom stall if an earth of rock is a grain of sand how can those two eyes cast a dream so grand? the Hudson was too high tonight and I waded in with my own two eyes she’s envelope and paper thin I took a breath and I drowned again a bible stare under folds of skin helped these scarred lungs want to sing again if all is lost and all is gone will you lay with me on the sterling lawn? oh you were signs I thought I'd missed you were trees that don't exist you asked me where we met I swore I haven't seen you in this city before underneath the sidewalk cracks are growing fields we can't get back but underneath your brave black eyes there's nothing that you want to hide