20,000 Linear Feet of Red Wood

Man hours by day.

Horse power all winter long.

Wolf Lodge is now open.

Secret Prisons -or- Rooms Without Cameras

Thirteen eyes screaming
Two men, dark skin, praying loud
Lots of noise, then none.

28 Days

The ins and outs of science experiments
There were governments and businessmen and rooms of brilliant people
Money, and tests, and mothers being kept away from their children to work late
The Pope got involved, and some people listened
A family by love approved by a variety of people,
many of whom had and do love, and a few who would never get the chance.
Real-estate agents and gasoline pushers did their jobs
The weather was warming up by the time paint on the walls dried
Leaves greened and oranged before their silent worries were forgotten

Tonight, they will dream for three
In 8 months, Keith's wife will have a baby.

KIlled My Chorus

You killed my goddam chorus
back when I was seventeen
You took it back into the woods
and I could not believe
that ever since i skipped the town
like a stone on Ramona Lake
I've been chasing down my voice
trying to re-learn how to sing

I stole two bars from that song
heard it on the radio
there were horns and strings and brass
and screams of soul i had to know
now with a pen I draw my first verse
and i'll sing it for my old granddad
gotta get that goddam chorus back
that one i use to have

and I'll hum it to the tune
of my tires on the road
i cant afford new drums just yet
but this beat travels where i go
and I stum my mandolin
stum it until i get back home
so when i pull up in the drive way
you'll all come to the door

i love you and i miss you
lets all sit out on the porch
i'll grab a rootbeer and some pretzels
so we can talk about what we missed
and its good to be back home
you know its great to be back home
I should have visited more often
but I thought I loved it on the road

It's so good to back home
It's so good to back home
Its so good to see the faces
Of everyone I love

It's great to be back home
and Ma I love what youve done to the place
I think I'll here for stay a while
If you say that its okay

Its good to be back home
Its so good to be back home
The smell is still familiar
just like the paintings on the walls

I'm home
and it feels right
and when I wake up tomorrow
and walk to the kitchen
I know there will be eggs and toast waiting for me on the table
and a brown haired dog wagging its tail for me
and i'll know why I came back here
because this place is love
and i need that love
flowing through me
energizing me
family
in every seat
in the place where I grew tall
and studied books
and spent hours scheming on how to sneak out at night
and dreaming of our couch when church had us standing up for too long
where I parked my white car in the driveway for 5 years
this is home to me
and i'm glad to be
here
with all of you
again