I Wish I Was Blue Moon
I wish I could know that warmth
JAKE
Ode to the World’s Largest Honky Tonk
A feeling of non-existence:
It's a Yes or No Question
You’re not a complainer, are you?
Maybe what stays with us is—
that sound of hope
For Erica, Who Makes the Flowers Grow
We were young when we all met, intrepid seven year olds evicted from air-conditioned houses by distracted parents, left to fend for ourselves in the sunbaked streets of suburbia.
Mantra
enjoy the small things
Backroads
A more leisurely pace / where one can plot / future day trips.