that’s spilled wine on my skirt…

I don’t really know myself…

i crashed the car in the garage
had a night of revelry…

Sold everything I had to start over…

Supple earth with trees of life
A heritage of surrender…

I’m tiny in an endless ocean
And I sort of know where I’m heading
It’s some kind of a wedding
I swim, I tread, and I swim…

I heard you singing in your falsetto voice
Broke down crying when it stripped us all
Naked…

She used to dance onstage on Tuesday nights…

When we sit on a hilltop overlooking the bright lights
Consoling one another…