sitting on the front porch swing just contemplating love. got the whole wide world on my plate, some cold iced tea in a dixie cup.
i, i keep coming back for more. but the winds, they are shifting, i can feel it creeping in through these old floorboards. i come home at night and my key unlocks the door..... but i don't live here anymore. i can't deny my blood, but i'll never really know my name, if i can't see what's behind all the miles and miles of sugar cane. where my heart is, is not where i hang my hat today. but mama takes good care of me, and daddy still wipes all my tears away. so maybe i could call it home, cause i've lived here before.....but i don't live here anymore. i can't thrive on buttered bread and borrowed time. standing still, staying drunk on homemade wine. so i'll smile this time and raise a glass to these things i leave behind. i saw those city lights through his eyes, i knew for sure......that i don't live here anymore
had the sweet pleasure of seeing you perform tonight in Sedona... AMAZING voice, beautiful spirit!! love and best of luck from one southern girl to another :)
onelisalikeme 8 months ago
Awesome. from DAVE
jf99151 1 year ago
Im a fan and friend
Sugarfish225 1 year ago
Jars recent memories of the Greenside Cafe in NM. What a kick ass night for an old man! Warm fuzzies to you!
atsatso 1 year ago