- Entry 11.19.03
I've left behind all my mistakes
Drawn like a map to find me
Here's a chance to relive my life
I'll stay right here - it's peaceful
Since I've signed away all of my time
That's all I have anymore
I wait for the mail or someone to call
To take me away, I'm in the mood
How soon we forget, I have no regret
I don't remember, they won't let me forget
My birthday suit is wrinkled
I sit by my window tied to this chair
They've turned off my set, it's quiet time
How soon we forget, I have no regret
No one could touch me in my prime
I was Fred Astaire to the ladies
I was Errol Flynn, as Robin Hood, for myself
With my band of men, we'd be off again
I would give anything to be young like that
If only for a day
The mail was late again today
I can't shake this chill
I'm tired
I won't give in
It's not my style
Tomorrow buys me one more try
How soon we forget, I have no regret
Letras
- "Swingin' The Ax"
100 Diversions
1729 Broadway
21
67 Degrees
A Cautious Repose
A Habit Worth Forming
A Little Nonsense
A Short Essay
American Vacation Tune
Another Day
As The World
Audio Verite
Ballet For A Marsh
Bearing Down
Best Regards
Blue And Sand
Breath Of Fresh Air
Bright Sides
Brittany
Brunch In The Sun
Carpe Diem
Entry 11.19.03
Georgia Pine
Gray Flannel Suits
Heavy Blue Miles
Here I Am
High as Pride
How Long I Have Waited
Human Lottery
I Am The Tide
In Every Garden
Lovesick Morning
Make Me Sway
Mei
Memoirs From Between
Misery, Not Memory
Mr. Oxy Moron
My Dear Wormwood
Never The Same
On Any Given Nite
One For The Show
One Voice
Patchwork
Poem #4
Settled Land
Shades
So Ready
Suffocating The Bloom
Texas Dust
The Arc Of Decent: Dancing in a Motel Just West of Lincoln
The Cheese Stands Alone
The Currents Of Me
The End Is Beautiful
The Great Men
The Meaning And The Moment
The Velveteen Rabbit
This Time Alone
Those Who Want To Buy
Too Late For Everything
Uncle
Until It Rains
Where The Sour Turns To Sweet
Winterthru