shirt

light a fire
burn up all you know
youve had
so much time just to
let things go
now youre
burning letters out
in the snow
in your backyard
years go rolling
youre thirty three
Its time
for the cross
or the bodhi tree
but youd
like to cry when you
skin your knee
mans its hard
and its the same old friends on new years eve
the same snow falls on the same old leaves
and theres the same old joy and the same old hurt
same old corduroy shirt
old storm windows,
the broke-tail squirrel
and the
grocery lists and the
skateboard girls
and your
rusty brain cells give you a twirl
Oh no
kitchen radio,
coffees on
oh youd
like a month just to lean up on
but this
open road wants to
get you gone
off you go
and its the same old jar of car keys by the door
the same old scuffed up floor
the same old thirst for more until the put you in the dirt
Its the same old nights alone
the same old 'Baby when you coming home?'
to feel the same old joy, oh the same old hurt
same old corduroy shirt
same old corduroy shirt