This fulfills a stupid promise I made years ago to write a song that was part Dave Frishberg, part Richard Thompson.

from the RPM 2009 album, "Spilt Hony" This was an experiment to write a song using one sentence. I ended up with 3 small ones.

A fantastical farcical Irish story-song. Broadway Irish.

I was just imagining a morning at the Waits household.

dedicated to the late great John Martyn

i am thinking about words tonight they can be hard as nails they-can be as shapeless as water they can break your heart they can hang like a chain hold you up for years cause you to think twice take away your fears you are falling in love…

you tell me what you want you tell what you need i cant give you nothing honey but this pretty little seed where has the sun gone and is it gone forever will it come back someday should we just give it some time i ask you what…

i saw the curtains changing color i watched the sun room come alive i have been sitting in this rocker wondering when you might arrive i am hoping for redemption cant stand the way i feel i know it is only passing through me rivers flood…

three striped gum falls out of an old dresser drawer fills my head with memories from before causes me to close the door i feel rotten to the core three striped gum falls out of my pocket in the rain what would have happened if i played…

you are like the rain that falls with the snow or is it the other way around i dont know all i know is i love you and cant get above you it is driving with no place to go the muscle and the bone i find that keeps my heart in line just…

start here at the airport feels like im going blind middle of the day in a dark bar 1000 miles away from peace of mind im tring to remember when i was a kid did the sun set in my back yard i think it did what comes before and goes on…

when i was 18 i took in a runaway she crawled into my bed on the 7th day i played her music and i cooked her food i did everything i thought i should i let her sleep late and i paid her way then her dad showed up one day well she had grown…

in my head i am wondering in the desert and the night sky is so full of pregnant stars the world outside is so fertile and i feel so fertile too i know in my heart you are fertile too i feel so far from home now i feel so far from…

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