Lesson In survival

Spinning out on turns

That gets you tough

 

Guru books-the bible

Only a reminder

 

That you're just not good enough

 

You need to believe In something

Once I could In our love

 

Black road

Double yellow line

 

Friends and kin

 

Campers In the kitchen

 

That's fine sometimes

But I know my needs

My sweet tumbleweed

I need more quiet times

 

By a river flowing

 

You and me

Deep kisses

And the sun going down

 

Maybe It's paranoia

 

Maybe It's sensitivity

Your friends protect you

Scrutinize me

I get so damn timid

Not at all the spirit

That's Inside of me

 

Oh baby I can't seem to make It

With you socially

 

There's this reef around me

 

I'm looking way out at the ocean

 

Love to see that green water In motion

 

I'm going to get a boat

And we can row It

If you ever get the notion

 

To be needed by me

 

Fresh salmon frying

 

And the tide rolling In

 

I went to see a friend tonight

'Was very late when I walked In

 

My talking as It rambled

Revealed suspicious reasoning

 

The visit seemed to darken him

I came In as bright

As a neon light

And I burned out

Right there before him

 

I told him these things

I'm telling you now

 

Watched them buckle up

In his brow

 

When you dig down deep

You lose good sleep

And It makes you

Heavy company

 

I will always love you

 

Hands alike

 

Magnet and Iron

The souls