a little song

transparent tape

some guitar strings

a little bit

of everything

kalimba keys

sunflower seeds

get your favorite person

and give them a squeeze

please, ma'am, won't you give us a chance

a little song

a little dance

you used to fall in love

you used to drive on mountains

you used to fly above

so many blessings you can't count them

you used to fall in love

you always did your finest

passion always first in line

who are you now, my highness

you're running out of time

I am afraid of past mistakes

they haunt me night and day

if you give me a handshake

I will quietly go away

my words aren't working

they don't come out of me

all I have is this hurting

that no one can see

waiting on you

I'm waiting on you

to bring me the bag

that holds my future in it

I check the time

the scene of the crime

the second hand moves a minute

I don't know who I am

tomorrow moves slow

and yesterday's lone gone

all I need

is a place in need

for which I can hold on

        I'm waiting 

        I'm waiting

        I'm waiting on you

I'm trusting that you

can keep all my secrets

that I can never tell

I've given up on ways

to get through the day

just relying on myself

you are my hope

that the world will run smoothly

lately it's been rough

my fingers are aching

for what's there for the taking

I believe I've had enough

          I'm waiting

          I'm waiting 

          I'm waiting on you

I'm using my hearing

to lift up my spirits

I need your knock on the door

right to the letter

I will feel better

when you bring me more

I'm trying not to be desperate

I know there's some meaning

deep within this space

I don't need advice

but I'll pay the price

as soon as I see your face

'

          I'm waiting

          I'm waiting

          I'm waiting on you

bad habits

bad habits continue

to poison my mind

things are returning

I thought I'd left behind

no questions or answers

no reason or rhyme

no one around to save you

bad habits take time

that could be better spent

earning the money

to pay this month's rent

the way things are going

you'll be living in a tent

nobody to behave to

          I can change, I know I can

          I can change, I know I can

bad habits have got me

afraid of myself

always checking to see

if I'm somebody else

absence of glory

no self-worth or wealth

did I waste all of my time here?

I could if I would

I should set my own self free

claim my stake

in history

working for some

destiny

it's been a long hard climb up here

          I can change, I know I can

          I can change, I know I can

first day outdoors

first day outdoors

I've been a long time gone

nobody but me

to rely upon

I feel no rain

I'm immune to heat

I don't touch carpet

with my feet

a feeling to be stealing one more

first day outdoors

the midday sun

making you and the ones you knew

forever young

I'd sell my soul 

to the company store

just to feel

the first day outdoors

first day outdoors

be still and catch the wind

time for breathing out

time for breathing in

feet planted firmly

on solid ground

open your eyes

look around

a present you cannot ignore

first day outdoors

I don't need your pity

give me something I can use

no more of your abuse

when times were good

they were as good

as times could be

a strong walk in the neighborhood

knock on wood

the way it should be

I wanted good times

a lot more than it was allowed

I don't need your pity

I don't need your pity

I don't need your pity now

new way home

I was looking for a new way home

something previously unknown

called me on the telephone

saying "Hurry! Make it quick!"

I said politely and I turned around

turn that fuckin' jukebox down

Amazing Grace how sweet the sound

I would not throw a brick