14. cowboy sleeping

last night was amazing! after making the blog i guess i was all riled up, and i finished one song i'd been stuck on for ages, and wrote another. here is the one i finished. hell of sentimental.

14. cowboy sleeping
your loose limbs could sing fifteen hundred hymns
or conspire to sink a dozen homebound fleets
but instead there's a cowboy sleeping in my head
in between your forehead and your feet

i've been dreaming of the trains we took, the spines of books,
your eyes the day you talked about the rain
kick off your shoes: even cowboys need to snooze,
and i want you in my arms and not my brain

now i never get my hopes up
whenever i can sense an odd connection
with a stranger on the street
everyone that i ever fall in love with
inevitably moves to a different beat

i left it far too late. i see that now.
i'm filled with hate each time i check the mailbox on my street
i miss the chattering of your tongue
and the skittering of your hi-octane feet
i broke a bone, a heart or two, a telephone
a tuning peg, a mirror and an octave leap

now i never get my hopes up
whenever i can sense an odd connection
with a stranger on the street
everyone i ever fall in love with
inevitably moves to a different beat

now i never get my hopes up
whenever i exchange loaded glances
with some prime potential mate
everyone i ever fall in love with
inevitably moves to a different state

i don't expect you guys to read these, it's just evidence that i actually did something.

love love love
lion