George

welling
hear what i say cause im on fire
it aint so hard to understand
between the decay and desire
im just an ordinary man
and ill show you the way

come on down to the river
the water rising to the bridge
like all the plans i had to give her
spilling over the ridge
and ill show you the way

dont think im crazy i dont say
i think ive always been this way

adventure
this is where i want to be
and you dont need to shed no tears for me
im waiting for the day

i dont write too much i know
every day i feel the distance growing
but im waiting for the day

and i wonder why i wait
why i cant leave you behind me
did your lips touch the seal of this letter i hold

lonliness

so easy to believe
shes hiding in the trees
and theres a stillness all around her
so easy to behold
so easy to believe
so easy to be there
shes waiting by the stairs
and no-one knows about her
no one waits for her to call
nobody else cares

so easy to feel
your imaginations real
shes standing on the corner
the beauty allk around her
so easy to feel
its so easy to be dreaming
dreaming her stockings falling down
and no one knows about you
no one wonders
no one waits for you to call
and no one ever comes around

dont close your eyes
pretend
youre not lonely anyomore
dont close your eyes
pretend you dont see 

surrender

we get a little farther
we get a little baby come one
lets leave it all 

we get little fantasy
we get a little room above the store
we leave it all

we get a little carriage
we get a little home in town
lets leave it all

we get a little meadow
we get a little godsend farm
lets leave it all

we get a little silence
we get a little understanding
we leave it all

far away i believe
when ive said it all youll know
far away i believe
ill forget it all

in the morning dawn
were long gone

paper pills

put your hand in mine
feel my heart beating
running away with me
running away with your feelings

ive got as notion here
scribbled on scraps of paper
paper pills wont cure
im feeling your heartbeat taper
im counting the days

ill never find love like you
all of the love you left me
deep in the ground you wait
under the shady apple tree

out there in the orchard
im burying secrets 
i know i shared
there in the orchard
im burying you 
youre buried in me

hands

take me outside again and stare a while
push your hair out of your eyes
somebodys shouting in the dell again
it feels like hell when you remember

dont be afraid if he stops by again
he dont know about you
just keep me hidden whenever hes around
cause we both know what theyll do
until they do

just like a messiah youd use me to set your disciples free
and for a while theyd forget it all and dream
then someones dream became a lie
they ran you out and you dont know why 
and they think they showed you
but they dont know you
like i do

shove me away
find a deep and dark place
where they dont know me
hold me till it all dies down

nobody knows

i hurried out the back door
into the warm and cloudy evening
and i didnt dare to think afraid that
thoughts might talk my feelings into leaving

i found you in the lamplit kitchen 
standing by the screen door in the light
and i held the note you sent me saying
im yours if you want me tonight

standing by the fence
shaking in the dark
under the maple tree pulling off leaves
thinking of you
me and you
nobody knows

we crossed a tiny stream and found 
a path that lead between the furrowed fields
and i didnt feel too bold 
but wished to touch the folds 
to see what they concealed

and i thought about the whispered tales
and told you everything would be alright
how can they know i urged
took your hand and it was rough and it was slight

we found a pile of boards
shadows in the weeds
nodoby watching as i held away the night
holding you
me and you
nobody knows

i left you in the berry fields
got back to town as it began to rain
and bought some cigarettes
and then i watched the water slide on down the drain
and i listened in the streets as if somebody called my name

watching the water slide on down the drain
thinking of you
me and you
nobody knows

abner groff

abner groff
throws bits of glass
and bent rusted spoons
at cats

and im wondering if abners wife
hides from him
like a grey and silver-eyed cat
pressed behind those barrels
flecked with flour