pan cake

griddle's hot
stomach's vast
think its time
for break o'
fast

drizzle syrup
on empty plate
hurry'p mama
with my pan
cake

heap butter
lips savor: smack!
bring me another
stack-a' flap-
Jack

fork quick
jaws be quicker
goes down right
like sweet corn
liquor

hunger's gone
the platter's clean
flown like bullets
from a
magazine

late t'work
so i gotta roll
belly's filled
wit'at pan fried
gold

Your Lonely

Your Lonely.

Now when we go out
you no longer scream and shout
you just sit there quietly
looking everywhere but me

we dreamt of scattered stars
and rock and roll guitars
like we'd find America
you the Lewis to my Clark

but it's been such a long time
yeah such a long time
and your lonely
makes me
lonely too
yeah your lonely
make me
lonely too

you say I never see
all that could have been
I just see things as they
broken down and torn apart

you offered me the world
said that I would be your girl
you spoke in poems and songs
and they carried me along

what does it take
to raise the dead
how can we shake off
all the voices in our head

but it's been sucha long time
yeah such a long time
and your lonely
makes me
lonely too
yeah your lonely
make me
lonely too