For soon the morning sun will rise / And this little town will open up its eyes / And return from the land where I’ve never been / From a Sleepy-town, that’s free / From all that rainy-rainy-rain falls down / The cool rainy-rain upon my head / Make the river overflow it’s banks / […]

We cast our dreams on waters dark / We just watch them drift away / We turn our eyes heavenward / But feel no need to pray / It’s that day upon day / Trial upon trial / Wished upon, walked upon / Smile, we smile each day / Gonna chase this dark away / […]

Sunlight in the weeds, I wish that I was blind / To the ghosts dancing in the breeze blowing through my mind / Got a Corvair in my yard / It hasn’t run in fifteen years / It’s a home for the birds now / It’s no longer a car (Jim White)