The rails had seen better days So we crept along at a snail’s pace Under big blue midwestern skies Young corn, wheat and hay flanking us We stood in the open vestibule Taking in the fresh air Feeling the heat…
Image by Hong daewoong from Pixabay . I don’t ride in the cold Because I’ve had to ride in the cold . Past darkened, brooding buildings Full of oblivious, sleeping people Past the darkened warehouses Past the darkened firehouse .…
. Your long tan legs, your shiny brunette hair Who was I to long for your lips on mine And why would I dare think I had a prayer But I looked in your eyes and saw a sign .…
. There in the front worked an angel so rare With pouting red lips and skin velvet cream The sunbeams dance through her long golden hair At night, she sings in my electric dreams . I can see it all,…
To say why it didn’t go to plan We’ll have to start where it began And how we left it to Phil and Stan The idea was awesome it was great Those older girls would be irate But we should…
You always fall for summer girls With their white shorts and summer tans Hair straight and long or cascading curls Your eyes would meet, you’d make your plans There’s something different in her way Sharp tongued and full of spice…