Monday, October 29

Just walk on by


















caught a bird watching me from its cage
strange look in its eye

caught a baby staring at me wide eyed
how would I ever fathom that?

caught myself scowling at nothing in particular
no psychoanalysis required

it must be my teeth
my hair, my nose
my mind

definately not my shoes

look back

that wasn't me

just lines in my head

"it was just some jesus looking for a manger?"

Cohen's in a cocoon

"it ain't me babe, it ain't me your looking for.."

damned right Dylan

lets all eat popcorn instead.


Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button girl
So cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe, ooh breathe just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist
Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
Here in town you can tell he's been down for while
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it

2Am and I'm still awake writing a song
If I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten' the life it belongs to.

Breathe 2am...Anna Nalick

7 comments:

{illyria} said...

another of those spot-on, sing-along verses. :)

1$ Saint said...

dude.....you just keep it coming dont ya? just logged in after a long time....so jus ctaching up and saying hello....

liam said...

this reads like - what's the word? - spontaneous. i just picture synapses popping madly, and then we eat all the popcorn.

cocaine jesus said...

okay, so them's your feet, where is the rest of you?

LostLittleGirl said...

Love the song, love this.

Shadow Lor said...

For some reason it makes me want to dance all alone...

The Individualist said...

Totally understand and love the last two lines. Especially the last one.
Interesting picture, by the way. I do that all the time too. Take pictures of my and people's feet. And no, "I aint got no foot fetish." :p