Some Words I've Been Writing

.two tunes with working titles.

1. I wrote 1/3 of this song outside of the HOB Dallas on a collection of receipts and napkins I found in my purse (at the Sleeperstar show).  I wrote 1/3 of it the following day at Island Party (another Sleeperstar show) in Austin.  I guess Sleeperstar is just inspiring.

"No Explanation" - May 2009

Is there supposed to be a light when two worlds collide?

If so, how do we know if its source is love or a fire that's burning everything inside? (everything inside)

If it is a fire, do we tend to the flames or just pass it by? (pass it by)

I just love you, and I don't know why

No explanation, I just don't know why

Our heads are always so clouded

But somehow we seem to remain so grounded (remain so grounded)

If it's good, but it's not love

Do we leave it where we found it? or as we found it?

I just love you, and I don't know why

No explanation, I just don't know why

Will our seed grow? 

I don't know, I just don't no

Until I do I just wish on my eyelashes (my eyelashes)

That this seed bears a tree that thrives on ashes (thrives on ashes)

I just love you, and I don't know why

No explanation, I just don't know why

I just want you, and I don't know why

No explanation, I just don't know why

2. Written on the couch of my living room (you know, how normal people write) 

"254"- May 2009

We all went to Seaside, FL

Just to clear our heads

I ate a fish that looked like it wasn't dead

We rode our bikes on the sidewalk

Laughing all the way

Let's come back for another day

And these friends we've made

Lay scattered 'cross the countries

Six names are engraved in the heart of Texas on a big oak tree

We all climbed a mighty mountain

Trekking through the snow

Found out a lot of things that we didn't know

We made our way down on a big sled

Screaming all the way

Made it to the bottom, guess life's OK

And these friends we've made

Lay scattered 'cross the countries

Six names are engraved in the heart of Texas on a big oak tree

Highway 84

You are our open door

Oh, 254 

I have never loved you more

And these plans we've made

They may never be

Six names are engraved in the heart of Texas on a big oak tree