lesson in survival

lesson in survival

spinning out on turns

that gets you tough

guru books-the bible

only a reminder

that you're just not good enough

you need to believe in something

once i could in our love

black road

double yellow line

friends and kin

campers in the kitchen

that's fine sometimes

but i know my needs

my sweet tumbleweed

i need more quiet times

by a river flowing

you and me

deep kisses

and the sun going down

maybe it's paranoia

maybe it's sensitivity

your friends protect you

scrutinize me

i get so damn timid

not at all the spirit

that's inside of me

oh baby i can't seem to make it

with you socially

there's this reef around me

i'm looking way out at the ocean

love to see that green water in motion

i'm going to get a boat

and we can row it

if you ever get the notion

to be needed by me

fresh salmon frying

and the tide rolling in

i went to see a friend tonight

'was very late when i walked in

my talking as it rambled

revealed suspicious reasoning

the visit seemed to darken him

i came in as bright

as a neon light

and i burned out

right there before him

i told him these things

i'm telling you now

watched them buckle up

in his brow

when you dig down deep

you lose good sleep

and it makes you

heavy company

i will always love you

hands alike

magnet and iron

the souls