Well, you have been kind and I know it seems hopeless. You smooth the ground, tear the knots all apart. You're helping me move from the inside to the outside.
The first part of every day for me is good. I've got the bus stop in my neighborhood. And every thing's on purpose, everywhere they go. Hiding in my car and running in the snow.
I've never had a way with women. But the hills of Iowa make me wish that I could. And I've never found a way to say I love you. But if the chance came by, oh I, I would.
Love took a long time, it followed me here. And it landed on light feet, and it whispered in my ear. Love spoke of my past as a valuable test. And smiled, and said she who loves last loves best.
I never thought you were the letter writing type. So now I see the words you chose the way you write. So I started to write back about the trees in the snow.
I tried again, I went last night. Another date was just not right. And as I drove myself back home. A little voice said just be alone. . But sometimes I think I see you in a crowd.
I wonder if Yoko Ono. Ever thought of staying solo. If she thought of other men and. If she doubted John Lennon. Worrying that he'd distract her art. .
I asked the habitual party goer,. Just how high she thought she'd get?. And I asked the Ethereal Girls,. (Ethereal Girls). If they were floating yet?.
Stopped pretending. Happy ending. Everything I ever wanted. Stands in front of me. . I have lost my dreams. I have lost my dreams. . Now they say I told the truth.
God of the poor man this is how the day began. Eight codefendants, i, daniel berrigan. Oh and only a layman's batch of napalm. We pulled the draft files out.
Oh what have we here, he must be three or four,. Shaken out of a boot on its way back to war. And hes not looking for a father or a mother,. Just a seven year old brother,.