i woke up in the blues,
sat on the only chair in the dark room.
put on my torn shirt, worn shoes,
I wished upon a tumbling star
and down the steps, out the
front door
I went.
the puddles electric shimmer neon.
a robin dances fragile and free.
(I tip my hat, ah, what the hell.
I wish the robbin well.)
old man Bennett sitting on a park bench
in the rain
feeding pigeons.
how are you? I ask.
he sighs, ah, things don't get any better
don't get any worse.
he gives me a smile. (ah,
what the hell, quiet mercy,
I gift him a smile.)
I woke up with blues,
wished upon a falling star.
fell into a full moon.
(feel the pull!)
it rolls me over
the ocean of misty streets,
tall alley walls,
the dark corners hiding my heart.
(so give a smile to tomorrow.
???will there be cold beer in hell.)
I ve lost my way,
creature of silent sorrow .
(so throw me a smile.)
I fell upon a fallen star,
how far from the grave?
a crow caws at my window.
the night is so long.
wishing on a tumbling star,
no matter how you look at it
you lose.
I woke up in the blues,
sat in the only chair in a dark room.