Fingers in the Air 

Drifter 

I see you came to bleed me; bleed me of my soul 

To take the power that kept me from your arms 

You see I still remember the silent silver blades you thrust deep in me 

Because you needed a little change 

And now your standing at my door telling me old lies 

Well tell them elsewhere cuz I don’t need that pain again. 

And you can go anyway you like cuz I don’t care anymore 

Do it all day or do it all night 

I don’t care anymore 

You always used your body, rubbed it next to mine 

In filthy bedrooms where dreams choked and died 

Well, I don’t need your pleasures 

Like I don’t need your pain 

I’ll take my solace and you can take a train 

And you can go anyway you like cuz I don’t care anymore 

Do it all day or do it all night 

I don’t care anymore 

11/18/77      

Shoes 

When I dream, I see you 

Light in your hair, smile on your face 

I remember all the good times, when we would laugh 

Hold on to each other 

Now those dreams seem so far away now that you’re gone 

I walk alone with a thousand people 

We take our steps one after the other 

I look around at familiar places 

Hands in my pockets, feet in my shoes 

But there’s no place left to go now that you’re gone 

9/5/85 

When She Sings 

I see the weary, the angry, the people who are never amused 

Rushing headlong into fury, or something 

They’re not willing to lose 

But I just smile and know-it could be worse 

Could be a passenger in a hearse 

I don’t mind if the world isn’t fair 

As long as I’m there 

When she sings to me 

Someday trouble will find me 

And I’ll have to take my turn 

Let the cuts and bruises remind me of the lessons I’ve learned 

Still, you never believe 

She’ll be waiting for me 

And I don’t mind if the world isn’t fair 

As long as I’m there 

When she sings to me 

Still, you never believe 

She’ll be waiting for me 

And I don’t mind if the world isn’t fair 

As long as I’m there 

When she sings to me 

5/4/15 

Hands Across the Water 

I had a vision, I saw you there 

Your brain was on fire, your hands in the air 

I hear you chanting: all you beware 

Our day is upon you, pray if you dare 

Dance with me (I don’t want to) 

Don’t say: you don’t love me, we can’t play 

There are no dangers in the things you say 

I believe, I believe in me 

I don’t understand you, your words are vague 

Intrigue, innuendo, what are your games? 

Don’t call me brother, don’t call me friend 

Your butchers are bloodied with the love you send 

Dance with me (I don’t want to) 

Don’t say: you don’t love me, we can’t play 

There are no dangers in the things you say 

I believe, I believe in me 

11/27/85 

The Roadside Bar 

Well hello buddy 

Yes, I’ve seen your face before 

Like all your outlaw buddies crawling through the door 

Your mouth says whiskey 

But your eyes scream something more 

Is this a dream? Is this a dream? 

Welcome you early morning beggars 

It’s time to raise a glass 

To all that you have lost 

 And those of us who’ve come to watch you die 

You say you’re guiltless 

And you’ve done nobody wrong 

That’s not your finger on the trigger of that gun 

You are so innocent in all that you have done 

But these are all your friends 

Welcome you early morning beggars 

It’s time to raise a glass 

To all that you have lost 

 And those of us who’ve come to watch you die 

Why do you come here if you know that you will die? 

Why not get in that ancient truck and say goodbye? 

Goodbye you early morning beggars 

You know this bar is dry 

Just time to kiss the earth 

And those of us 

Who’ve come to watch you die 

1/29/86 

Wood Urn 

Don’t you hear it? I hear it everyday 

Can you say it? The words come right from my mouth 

Like rivers from streams, door to door, swathed in love 

Come, here, with me 

We are dancing with pretty words in our heads 

As with fire, we consume what we’re fed 

Stale wooden dreams, hand in hand, joy to all 

Come, here, to me 

The fire sings 

We are playing with pretty words in our heads 

As with love, we consume what we’re fed 

Like rivers from streams, door to door, swathed in love 

Come, here, like me 

Sing with me 

1/7/86