good mornin'

and the distance sets in
and the distance collects
and the distance expands
and the distance dissects
--
wonder how ugly i'll turn when the sun
burns through this skin and i'm left feeling
something i don't want to say
predicting the ending these days
never gets me anywhere
i want to sit back and watch
these days run themselves
i'm tired and wired and asking for help
because something is keeping me sleeping at night
i don't want to wake
don't want to fight
don't want to rise
and get on with this life
i just might
be feeling feelings once felt
i just might
need a hand/some help
i just might
not recover from this one
if this one
isn't for the long run
--
there's so much more to say of these days.
this summer is shaping to be something worth remembering.
it's hard to write what feels right.
every song is about something being wrong.
if life is worth living...
why bother singing?
keep moving in the right direction.
--
i'll stay on this road for awhile.
take in the bends,
see how it ends.
i'll stay on this road for awhile.
passenger side for a long long ride.
driving until my eyes are fried.
summer sun can guide me home.
wherever that may be.
i'll find it if i find you
in this car
with me.