Rainy Day
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothing to
Leafy
I took a bunch of pictures of my niece playing in the leaves and i forgot to set my camera
Special Place
My husband and I always had sectional couches So we could both lie down and watch tv when we got
Music in Everything
If you listen closely enough Everything has Music
all dead, all dead
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos
Footsies
No Crowds
I have a house where I go When there's too many people, I have a house where I go Where
Chalk Flower
writing in chalk, flowers that are animals, stars that are animals, animals that are boats, corals that are brains, printed
Wolfen
Old Indian: In their world, there can be no lies, no crimes. Edddie Holt: No need for detectives. Old Indian:
Jack-O’s
The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these matters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was