blur the days togeather

postcards spread across my legs

books and bottles on the floor

Brown fields in my view, through the dirty window

leaving me in between cities



Bite my nails between notes and this blue pen

new respect for all the simple things

Hours turn into wasted days

Strings cut my fingers everynight



I miss trees in Pennsylvania

twisting bottle caps at night, with friends

I leave my messages long distance

Hating the moment I hang up



Blur the days togeather, todays theme is

Tired, bored, read, write, play, drink, pills, sleep

Waiting for a sign from you, tellingme that you're ok

February 13th one more day away



22 miles from Tallahassee

and my hearts in my stomach again

Coffee and watercolors spill

waking up on holiday



I miss trees in Pennsylvania

twisting bottle caps at night, with friends

I leave my messages long distance

Hating the moment I hang up