- bedside manner
Some time as a much older man
I will sit down and put on this song.
It just might make me cry,
Or at the very least a tear in my eye.
I can't take all these years of my life
To be widdle down into a thought
That only appears to the year
- god rest my soul
Take a last look around
Take the fall that is due.
And take your time,
and I'll take mine.
It's the last thing that's left for us to do
You have tried to define romance,
And all the things that it is not
Your time became some old man's cane
- My Greatest Invention
I wonder where you are right now
I guess I always do
People mention you all the time
Without me askin' them to
I take the dirt they give me
I put it in the books
I smear around the memories
Until I like how it looks
- Things Happen
I could go on talking or I could stop
Wring out each memory til' I get every drop
Sift through the details of the others involved
The true crime would be thinking it's just one persons fault
Like an honest signature on a fake ID
Like the guilty conscience with the innocent plea
You can just ignore it, put it out of mind
- Time Spent In Los Angeles
these days my friends don’t seem to know me
without my suitcase in my hand
where I am standing still
I seem to disappear
but maybe that's how I found you
maybe that's taugh me exactly what I want
maybe meeting you so far away from home
is what makes it all so clear
- When My Time Comes
There were moments of dreams I was offered to save
I live less like a workhorse, more like a slave
I thought that one quick moment that was noble or brace
Would be worth the most of my life.
So I pointed my fingers, and shout a few quotes I knew
As if something that's written should be taken as true
But every path I have taken and conclusion I drew