All Summer Long

All Summer Long

It was 1989 My thoughts were short my hair was long Caught somewhere between a boy and man She was seventeen And she was far from in-between It was summertime in Northern Michigan Splashing through the sand bar Talking by the campfire It's the simple things in life, like when and where We didn't have [...]

Mr Jones And Me

Mr Jones And Me

I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation With a black-haired flamenco dancer You know she dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful And we all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the [...]

Round Here

Round Here

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again [...]