Halfway

When I'm halfway into your heart, you have to let me know
so I don't make my worst mistake, turn around and let you go

Send me a postcard, though you live so close
add just a few... too many Xs and Os   

And if I should lose my way
give up, or go astray
Please let me know
that I’m halfway there 

It won't take too much, for my love to coax
laugh a bit too long at the worst of my jokes
Ask me a favor and ask no one else
shoot me that look, I’ve been dying to see  

...Like a tall glass of water at mile 13 

I want to stay in this race, I want to pick up my pace
so please let me know.. that I'm halfway there

The Lucky Ones

Work our hands all day, neath the hot copper sun
not just for what we gain,  but for what we become

We become, the lucky ones

Now my hammer has awoken, and my nails they run and hide
the need to work, to build a home, will not be denied

Still they called us, the lucky ones

And we built this house against all odds, with sweat, blood, and pluck
and found that our good fortune had little to do with luck

And we built ourselves a great ship, tied two kites to the rails
with a mast so straight and tall, the wind couldn't help but fill the sails

And we sailed out, like the lucky ones

IYAWYSTYA (Leo’s Song)

It might look like a schoolyard, but it’s a map of the world
and all of the countries are little boys and girls

Who patrol the playground, their borders defined
who say woe to the traveller, with no allegiance aligned

...but you'll be fine
if you are who you say that you are

When you get a little older,  they're gonna put you on a graph
and if you’re an outlier, rest assured they’re gonna laugh

And you may find yourself dancing, quite all alone
or you might attract a little cluster of your very own

...and you’ll be fine
if you are who you say that you are

Might be a classroom, a greenroom, a courtroom, or a field
if you find your voice is shaking, keep your resolution steeled

As you gather your courage, your wit, and your fire
may you voice stay steady, as recite your lines

...you'll be fine
if you are who you say that you are

Grown

Felt the tug on my sleeve,  being pulled straight from the rat race
can still your fingers, tracing lines down my face

You said, “I can't believe they'd make you sit there in that room
when that big ole clock is ticking and the world's in sweet bloom”

We felt the pull of the sea, and it tugged us all down under
 didn't mind drowning in this perfect of sense of wonder
I never thought you'd miss me,  no I never did assume
while your heart was beating loud and your world was in sweet bloom

They’ll be grey days, but you’ll find your way
and If the road looks long, my how you’ve grown
It all happened so randomly, like someone spun a wheel that paired you with me
and we're alive on the same summer day

But one day that same wheel will carry you away

My you've grown

Dustaway

Once we made plans
 but only for one day  
....kept the dust away

I  still feel the feel of the sea in my throat
with sticks on the sand I wrote, a note:

We’ve got plans

Take one mis-step
 a steep flight of stairs
And you could lose 5 years
to anger, pain and tears

I still feel the feel of the tube in my throat
the scar on my back was a note, she wrote: 
still have to make plans 

“7 Lively Sins”

There’s be no saints, without some sinners
no good losers, without some bad winners

You can have your love, you can have your trust
just gimme greed, envy, and lust
with 4 more,  waiting in line

So many sins....So little time

There’d be no you, there’d be no me
no one was born of chastity.

You can have your faith, your humility
I’ve got pride, wrath, and gluttony
We'll stay in bed, til  the sun climbs high

So many sins, so little time

You see the church, I see the steeple
you open the door, see the little people
You can have your prayers and your bended knees
I'm going to do just what I please..
Because it’s over in the blink of an eye

So many sins, so little time

No Wrong Way Home

I hope your dreams, don't feel small
and when the wind begins to rise, I hope your mast stands straight and tall
These are fragile times, we blur the lines
in the unlikeliest of places, we all find a little grace
…and there's no wrong way home

One winter coat, two wild eyes
all the unspoken love that you're carrying inside
These ain't the calmest days, but you like it that way
won't you rest a while in the storm’s peaceful eye?

It ain't where you been, but where you're going to
it's not where you're from, but where you belong
….and there's no wrong way home

The spiraled shell, the golden mean
you see you’re just the sum of those who've been
down this road before…you were expecting more?
It won’t hurt to rest a while…the soft shoulder by your side
...and there’s no wrong way home

I didn’t choose you, you didn’t chose me
for the briefest, flashing moment, kept each other company
Then we’re on our own, wheeling restless bones
and I’ll see you by and by … two unlikely butterflies

It ain't where you been, but where you're going to
it's not where you're from, but where you belong
...and there's no wrong way home

We go 0 to 9, never reaching 10
because we turn ourselves over and start it all again
I guess I’m still a child  guess I’ll never learn…
part of me still likes to watch an odometer turn
...and there’s no wrong way home

One blue-green world, round as a pearl
doesn't matter which road you take, you’ll wind up in the same place
Thats not philosophy, its geometry
and if things don’t look the same, well it’s only you who’ve changed

It ain't where you been, but where you're going to
it's not where you're from, but where you belong
...and there's no wrong way home

So I hope your plans accounted for rain
I hope you stashed a few dreams where you might find them once again
These are the best of days, it never feels that way
it’s only in the rearview mirror, these things become clearer
...and there’s no wrong way home

One braid for laughter, one for fear
I tied ‘em both together, cuz it was always windy here
And don’t take this wrong, but I never knew
were you watching over me, or I was watching over you..?

It ain't where you been, but where you're going to
it's not where you're from, but where you belong
...and there's no wrong way hom

We Carry Our Clouds

Little black-eyed Lazy Susan
knew damn well she was losing
Couldn’t keep her down
she skipped town like a stone on the water

Your head’s down, your hands in your pockets
thoughts rising like bottle rockets
Summer’s heat, the skies got hazy
flowers blooming loud and crazy

We carry our clouds from town to town
then wonder why the rain comes pouring down our blue sky

I put on my shoes, and stepped outside
turned around with traveler’s eyes
And as the familiar became strange
I realized I didn’t know my neighbor’s name

We travel so far, we fly by plane
but we never leave ourselves behind in the end
We carry our clouds from town to town
and wonder why the rain comes pouring down our blue sky

Foolin around by the dock
hands spin madly round the clock
you took that little sunfish out on a dare

When the waves that crashed over your bow
turned from fresh to salt water somehow
you’re in the deep sea

We carry our clouds from town to town
and  wonder why the rain comes pouring down our blue sky

Hey Susan, are you homeward bound?
I really want to show you all the things I’ve found

The sweetest plums on the red, red trees
and a river still flows under Berryman Street