i am going down to tomorrow
looking to buy half a dozen tomorrows
that I will kiss you with and
make a lot of yesterday memories
once upon a cover band
wrapped up
in a mexican love tortilla
it is snowing, deer are grazing
and i have cartalk on the radio
i am a pirate in the life of pleasure
making a trip down time travel causeway
i'm packing dancing blankets
floating on the waves of undulating pleasure
i long for the wild flowers of summer
and the once more of once more
of your kiss
postage from an old postcard
is giving me a history less
the sidewalk has a conversation
it seems to say what it wants to say
miles upon miles and so far from you
sometimes winter laughs forever
i'm sitting in the dark
i'm uprooted
but like spider balloons
i found a home here
and for no money down
like all the temptation of a hedge fund
that wants to make love on
the over stuffed blue sofa
i have a place of you