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boring 
I'm starting to live my life 
the way I can 
and I've been called 
a lot 
boring?
I cringe, 
I sigh,
boring?
can make 
a heart stop
I'm starting to live my life
the way I can 
and I've been called 
a lot
boring?
oh, yes 
the agony 
the harmony
I have fought
boring?
you
boring?
are
boring?
all 
boring?
the 
boring?
same
boring?
I have thought

I'm starting to live my life

the way I can 

and I've been called 

a lot

boring?

I laugh

I lie

boring?

while I

keep 

my eye

on the 

clock

boring 

sometimes. boring

sometimes I. boring

sometimes I like. boring

sometimes I like to. boring 

sometimes I like to make. boring

sometimes I like to make my. boring

sometimes I like to make my bed. boring

sometimes I like to make my bed, . boring

sometimes I like to make my bed, then. boring 

sometimes I like to make my bed, then read. boring

You Move A Lot

He was unimpressed with the choices I'd made 
I was lying in the sun he was lying in the shade 
leaving in the morning for New Mexico 
I couldn't take a winter with too much snow

I was lending my feet to the southwest shores
I thought a lot about it, never been there before
He didn't want to be left behind 
I said the truth is baby that the weather here is fine 

You think a lot when you're twenty years old 
I can give you my heart, can't give you my soul 
Yeah you think a lot when you're twenty years old 
I can give you my heart, can't give you my soul 

I was drinking wine he was drinking gin
and I knew the situation that I'd got myself in 
I told him right there by the riverside
as I saw the brown darken in his eyes 

He picked at the grass and started to say 
you can't keep living your life this way 
you go out traveling all the time 
not thinking about your future 
with me in mind 

Yeah you love a lot when you're twenty years old 
I can give you my heart, can't give you my sould 
You love a lot when you're twenty years old 
I can give you my heart, can't give you my soul

So I said goodbye with my feet not my words, 
and I can't help thinking that he might of over heard 
I got holes that I need to fill
now I can't move forward by sitting still 
Women like me they understand 
how good feet feel on changing land

You move a lot when you're twenty years old
I can give you my heart, can't give you my soul
Yeah you move a lot when you're twenty years old
I can give you my heart, can't give you my soul

Nineteen Year Old Blues

I got the nineteen year old blues 
I can smoke my cigarettes 
but I can't buy my own booze 

and I know why
my big brother he'll buy and buy

So I was riding in my car, and, 
riding shotgun was my herbal mason jar 
whats wrong with that?
homegrown blend matter of fact

I probably should have been going 
just a little more slow 
and theres a cop, hey, 
what do you know 
he pulls me over

....good thing I was sober 

May I see your license and registration please?
I handed both documents over to him 
with such gentle ease 
he said whats that smell?

...mother nature can't you tell?

he set off on the marijuana illegal rant 
and I said thank you sir 
i'm going home to water my plants 
cause I live in America
and I was taught not to be scared of ya 

I got the nineteen year old blues 
I can roll my own joints 
but I can't buy my own booze 

and I know why 
my big brother he'll buy and buy

A chemistry book taught me
how to make my own wine 
and though I can't consume it
i'm still feeling fine

And if a scientist can genetically alter 
the food I ingest and if the national 
government can shut down a forest 
without a protest 
we got bigger problems on our hands, 
export your business to a foreign land

I got the nineteen year old blues 
I can shoot a gun but I can't 
buy my own booze

I was walking through down town memphis
had my guitar for a gig 
and hey what do you know
the bouncer won't let me in 
he said wheres your ID?

....fake one or real one, which you wanna see?

I got that nineteen year old blues 
I can sing in bars 
and I get free booze 

And I know why 
age can't determine if you're wise. 

I Got A Man

I got a man
he pay all my bills
he hold me and he love me
till the river run still
oh yeah 

I got a man 
he scrub my dishes clean
he love me when I'm nice
lord he love me when I'm mean 
oh yeah 

Oh Oh Oh Yeah 
Oh Oh Oh Oh

I got a man 
he play bass guitar 
he build me a house 
lord he fix my car 
oh yeah 

I got a man 
he drink the finest wine 
even when he's busy 
he still finds time 
oh yeah, oh yeah 

I was nineteen he was twenty nine
when we stole kisses on the Mississippi Line

took me to New Orleans 
purples, golds, greens
showed me colors that I never have seen 

I got a man 
crazy as a bat 
he sing me sweet songs 
by the railroad tracks 
oh yeah

I got a man
been all round' the world
at the end of the day
I'm still his girl 
oh yeah

I was nineteen he was twenty nine

when we stole kisses on the Mississippi Line

took me to New Orleans 

purples, golds, greens

showed me colors that I never have seen 

Oh Oh Oh Yeah 

Oh Oh Oh Oh

love in the afternoon

I wake up in the morning, I am cold

I go to sleep at night, I am colder.

sometimes,
I boil water for tea
and don't drink it



I go to sleep at night,

I am colder.

A Bitter Perfume

The perfume of the sea is a bitter one 
that of the salt, that of the sun 

sweet like wine 
burn like scotch 

tossed upon the sand
tossed upon the rocks 

oh but the man she loves 
wears it in his hair 
leaves when the wind is rough 
leaves when the wind is fair 

sleeps by her side, in the wildness of the night 
with that lingering smell 
comfortable and light 

she listens for his engine 
rumble home in the afternoon, 
for a woman knows her sea mans humble tune 
just as she knows

that bitter perfume 

The Inconvenience Of Selling It To The Sea

There's a full moon rising over Sagadahoc Bay

you swear to god you love him more then yesterday

the tide is going out, you're taking off your shoes

you've realized that you have everything to lose

you walk on to the flats, look up to the sky

Seguin smiles cause she catches that twinkle in your eye

whatchu gonna do?

You close your eyes cause you don't know what to say

you don't know the price you may have to pay

you sold your soul long ago

to the salty waves and the easterly wind that blows

now you want it back

you've came to retrieve it, to give it to a man

who treats you nice who wants to take your hand

the sky she blows black, the gulls they start to cry

you know how many women like you have tried?

you're a smart girl, we know you understand

time and tide will never wait on a man

The Moon & I

The Moon and I spooned once

he made me swear to jesus himself

that I would never tell

any dirt roads or chord progressions

I promised, but you see,

The Moon,

he don't believe in promises

I almost kissed The Sun

with my Moon promising lips

she told me I was in no state

to receive kisses like this

I agreed, but you see,

The Sun,

she don't sign contracts

Why My Hair Is Short

A boy once told me that a girls hair is suppose to be long and beautiful, 

                                       he told me real soft

         I smiled because I suddenly had the urge to cut mine all off. 

MY FAVORITE PHONE CALLS

As the southern sun bleaches my hair and thoughts back to strawberry blonde,
dad calls to ask what the moon is doing

harvest moon tonight! can't you feel the energy in the air, dad?

I know he can, he taught me

The corn I cared for all summer in our garden was sweet and tasty,

yet scarce he informed me. One sloppy, butter salt bite would have his mind made.

The man knows his corn. How did my watermelons and cantaloupes hold up, dad?

I know the corn was sweet and tasty, he taught me

Without a goodbye, he hangs up the phone. Click.

My father,
the man who put a piece of land in my name when I was the competent age of 3 months,

My father,
the reason why I've never given myself away freely to anyone,

or bought any item of clothing full price,

hangs up the phone without saying an I love you

he doesn't have to, he taught me

Fare Ye Wells

As the tiered diesel engines slowly omit their shakey breath

to the elderly harbors morning mist

the gulls hiss their songs of fare ye wells

August has left with all her ringing bells

cottages boarded up

with their new age security units

exhausted from their belly fulls

of sandy feet and estival romance

back to the suburbs or the cities

on winding roads that dance through

salty rivers and streams

accompanied by painted mail boxes

and a brisk ocean breeze

they leave crystal clear wine glasses

perfectly spaced to dry

while Coors Light cans litter the bushes

near Georgia's blueberry pies

the front porch of the store seats

all the weathered old men

who'll smile if they know you

and if they don't dear,

they'll pretend

the fishermen's eyes

will shortly fade to grey

and won't come back alive

until the next warm april day

so as the tiered diesel engines slowly omit their shakey breath

to the elderly harbors morning mist

the gulls hiss their songs of fare ye wells.

I'm A Little Bit In Love With Everyone

some nights I walk

some nights I smoke cigarettes

and I think about a world of regrets

some nights I talk

some night I don't understand

how a woman could revolve

around one man

cause I'm a little bit in love with everyone

I'm a little bit in love with everyone

I'm only nineteen and my conscious is clean

I'm only nineteen and my conscious is clean

some nights I don't think

about you or the things you gotta do

the promises you've made

the debts that you paid

cause I'm a little bit in love with everyone

I'm a little bit in love with everyone

I'm only nineteen and my conscious is clean

I'm only nineteen and my conscious is clean

I ain't kissing anybody so I'm gonna go ahead

gonna drown my taste buds with Heineken

smoke me some of that tennessee weed

ain't nobody telling me who I need

ain't nobody telling me who I need

Cause I'm a little bit in love with everyone

I'm a little bit in love with everyone 

Appreciate

it is important 
to stand under a night sky
shirtless  
so exposed skin 
can appreciate 
hands
that drive machines
that pick 
the cotton 
of your 
new jacket. 

it is important 
to drink yourself sick 
so liver 
can appreciate 
sweet tasting blood 
that flows 
on the expressway 
from a brain 
to a heart

it is important 
to love with ears 
so eyes 
can appreciate 
what they have 
in front of them 

it is important 

to walk with
feet bare
on crushed rocks 

so heels can truly 

appreciate

the grass

January, Stop Being Smitten

January,
stop being smitten
you're not suppose to smell like May
In fact, your breath wreaked
of frothy pines only yesterday

Your hair,
swept back with the blistering gales
palms peeled & cracked
your knuckles bruised pale

There is no time,
to go around parading and pretending
that your time is up
your parole is ending

The Tree & I,
we are sisters you see
we both are never made a fool
tomorrow your sky will blow gray
and we will again taste the hollowness of cool.

Nobody Found Anything By Being Sure

I am passionately in love with good parts...

 and bad parts.

 don't tell my parents, I am the adventure. 

the world? 

she is so so bad, yet so so good.
 my biggest role model yet.
 see all of it. meet everybody. 
you need to through yourself out-- tastefully.
 if you want to walk barefoot, for chrissakes walk barefoot.

 you, yes, you,

 are apart of this vast and ever changing
 landscape.

 ask questions, ask so many questions. but don't. people differ, like the plants, like the colors.
 know that.
 be your own question. try everything once,
 at least once.
 maybe twice if it tickles.

 be bad, but mainly, do good.

 believe in the time you have, in the people who love you. if nobody loves you, love yourself.
 all they want is your money,
 or your love
so no need to be getting uncomfortable.
 squeeze the sweet sweet juice out of every situation that betters you, another human being, or the environment in which you escape.

don't show them what you're all about, be what you're all about.

 if you simply smile, you hold all the cards. nobody found anything by being sure. 

nineteen

 A boy
 I'd never met
 told me

 he liked the way

 my eyes looked

 when I smiled

I asked him if he wanted to run away

Lobsterman Hands

red skies sailors take warning

but fishin' boats leave the docks by morning

they know that the wind is their boss

and the sea she'll turn and toss

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands

no business suits or clocks to punch

vacation days, sick days, or lunch

if you want yourself a pay raise

the tides don't take no mercy or praise

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands

there are men who make millions with their minds

pull a few strings, tell a few cheap lies

the only way a fisherman gets rich

is if his daughter gives him a good luck kiss

I will always love a man with lobsterman hands

callused palms don't have the softest touch

but simple folk we don't need much

and when this world comes crashing down

I know the type of hands I'll wanna have around

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands