I Will Be Grateful For This Day. I Will Be Grateful For Each Day to Come

I had a girl I knew, she grew, became a woman now
I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown
We used to roll the windows down and play the music loud
Smoking out in her car
Lost in west Omaha
And we'd get drunk and kiss
Our bodies twist like shoelaces and we never came untied
I guess you were just my type
You know, that summer never stopped
I still pretend I'm there
The band's in the living room, the neighbors, they never cared
So when I sat behind the drumset
Your heartbeat's what I tried to play
But with the kick and snare, so careless, not in time
So you got ahead of me and I guess I'm still dragging behind
I had a friend who changed his name but couldn't change himself
Never quite figured out how to deal with what life had dealt
He put a needle in his arm to calm his handsome hell
Who would've imagined it could've worked out so well?
Now he's a shape that moves like echoes through my empty room
And there's a voice that sings like someone's right behind me
I turned around and found exactly what you would expect
The clothes I left on my floor, the papers piled on my desk
But where the ink is wet, the cause, effects, what's meant by it?
The story that is incomplete, the picture's left unfinished
So I am writing my own ending
I let my pen bleed black or blue
And I will color in the meaning
It will be gold and green and true
And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof
I'll be grateful for this day
I will be grateful for each day to come


When the Curious Girl Realizes That She Is Under Glass Again

Tomorrow when I wake up I'm finding my brother
And I'm making him take me back down to the water
That lake where we sailed and we laughed with our father
I will not desert him, I will not desert him
No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean
Or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me
I'll put my face in the dirt and then finally I'll see
The sky that has been avoiding me
Well, I started this letter, I'm gonna send it to Ruba
It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida
With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit
She'll recite the prayer of my pen
Saying, time take us forward
Relief from this longing
They can land that plane on my heart, I don't care
Just give me November, the warmth of a whisper
In the freezing darkness of my room
But no matter what I would do in attempt to replace
All these pills that I take trying to balance my brain
I see the curious girl with that look on her face
So surprised, she stares out from her display case