where you from i asked
voice scratched like it crawled from out of state
sit alone on the grass
wind waving the strands and carrying our names away

soon as i heard that laugh knew we’d salt and pepper shake
spent summer sharing drags sure we'd both be something great

we’d lay and tell the story of our lives
the dreams we’d realize

adalynn graves - where are you now?
i plastered your face all over town
last seen alive on south street
making eyes setting time aside for me

couple of decades past
a map of setbacks, laugh lines drawn in ink
in a seagrams ad saw your same straw hat
got me thinking we should grab a drink and
tell the story of our lives
but filled with little lies

adalynn graves - where are you now?
i plastered your face all over town
if you find yourself on south street
drop a line set some time aside for me

while the engine hum
lulls your eyelids down
headphones on the ride
play some rickie lee
the movie in my eyes
it’s scored by her inside my head

i can see your father
in your profile shape
silhouetted in the window frame
i have heard you whisper
lose your voice in vein
though the words are yours
the echo’s the same

different outlook, girl
wearing different shades
you stare at the fire
seems warm and giving
i see a desire to eat the woods surrounding it

you can see my father
on a check left blank
hat’s not all he passed, his family name
we are due for trouble
it’s a numbers game
though the words are mine
the echo’s the same

when it rains it pours
heard that once or twice
sound advice from your
old man getting old
when it rains it pours
he'll be keeping score
whether or not you’re
weathering the storm
when it rains it pours
hang our heads around
same greyhound bound for
northern california
it rains it true
falls ahead of you
some good fortune, sure
don’t hold your breath for
when it rains it pours
heard that once or twice
sound advice from your
old man getting older

clutch is getting tight
spinning on the tire
you see warm and loving
i see a desire to knock the kid around a bit
we will be our fathers
when our children blink
we will see them sooner than you think
they will whisper wisdom
passing down the chain
but the words are just the echoed refrain:

when it rains it pours
when it rains it pours
sound advice from your
old man getting old
when it rains it pours
when it rains it pours
well it turns out you’re
weathering the storm
when it rains it pours
when it rains it pours

got a box of nails, let the hammer fly
gonna build a house out of railroad ties
gonna cut my hair with a carving knife
while art pepper blows from the afterlife

found a pack of smokes circa ninety-five
and you joke the last time we felt alive
there’s a dozen megs on this blue zip drive
with a song we wrote called “the head first dive”

shoes on thinning cracking ice and treading lightly
down to pour a finger twice and take it nightly
this was once a paradise, i think it might be time to go

let’s smash it up, let's burn it down
lets cut the cord, throw our phones in the sea
et’s toss it off the railroad cross
et’s trade the glow for the lights of the city

let’s smash it up, let's burn it down
let's hit the road, drag out all we could be
let’s toss it off the railroad cross
look out below

got a black glass brick tied around my eyes
and it keeps me warm while you advertise
cannot lift my head, never think to try
got a live feed streaming this sunset sky

who’s that knocking on the door, it’s “you look lovely”
days left unaccounted for, a decade roughly
polaroids have filled the drawer, i think it must be time to go

let’s smash it up, let's burn it down
let’s hit the road, throw our phones in the sea
let’s toss it off the railroad cross
let’s trade the glow for the lights of the city

hey four eyes
thick as lake ice
can you see all my future timelines stretching out?

we’ll airdrop supplies from above
hypodermic vials filled with love for everyone

household seen under the overpass
down clothes worn for the winter
call, “lowlife, what are you waiting for?”
voice croaks

spread wealth over me like a canopy
say wait for gravity
the only thing trickling down is the rain
bus stop telling ya in helvetica that inside we’re all the same
but the bars on this bench are your shame

we’ll airdrop supplies from above
bread with butter knives spreading love for everyone

showtime slow, nowhere to go but up
so how do i keep sinking?
(chase these leads, somewhere to crash so soon
4th street and towne avenue)

asked to dream about washing more than out
like a living wage?
steak cut with a spoon and a room with a view of your cage 

we’ll airdrop supplies from above
hypodermic vials filled with love for everyone

candy was born in a tub in nineteen hundred and seventy eight
to a stormy and miserable mother in the sunshine state
waiting for planets to realign and
clean up the mess that she made
convinced her depression was mercury in retrograde

fate and fortune won’t improve
in this backwater post
save that dq money
move to the west coast
sarasota

ed was a cocktail shaker and he spent all the money he made
fixing his classic impala for the car parade
after a shift at the bar that bleached-blonde peach was counting tips outside
so he dipped into his bag of tricks, asked, “wanna see my ride?”

fate and fortune lead you to
what you’re needing the most
stars align and dreams come true
on the west coast
sarasota

won’t gather in the bar on gower st.
won’t take my hand and ask to sip my drink
yes i’ll share a ride and no i’m not surprised you find him hard to quit
won’t matter in the morning anyway

all the same
we lay awake at night
tape replaying
didn’t say it right
all the same
we’re left alone to dream

won’t search a crowd
to find your face in it
won’t rest your head
on my shoulder feeling spent
sit there paralyzed afraid to shift aside and let the moment slip
my heart beat quick, to feel the weight of it

all the same
we lay awake at night
tape replaying
didn’t say it right
all the same
we’re left alone to dream

city and i’m staring out
i’m staying in
city out the window’s loud
held at a distance
city in the big lockdown
i’m staying in
crazy that you’re out there now
held at a distance

apart from everything
yes i sympathize and know we’re separate lives and feel the angle shift
and find yourself a part of everything

get up, get off, get lost
get out the bed, feet to the floor
the cold will creep up through your drawers
open your eyes a bit

shower and shave and brush
get in that one good pair of shoes
get out your head, cause there’s nothing new you
will find in it

and watch the rain clouds scatter to the gutters
to wash away bad habits for the summer

get over it, get right
get down to business getting high
get round the bend when butterflies
dare you to chicken out

draggin’ your soles across
the asphalt, white lines on the black
no thought to cracks or the broken backs you
will bring about

and watch the rain clouds scatter to the gutters
to wash away bad habits for the summer

get off, can’t get enough
we all get lucky once or twice
get real is really good advice
i must admit

that how the gears get stuck
you know this groove, this shade of blue
get out your head, cause there’s nothing new you
will find in it

flow. not a thing you can chase
not a thing you can do about it
rip current will drag you in
til you can stand to live without it

but i never saw this coming

signs up around at rocky point
saying that they can see my future
sam laughs at my button down
saying that pattern doesn’t suit ya

but i never saw it coming

my baby on the beach she’s sleeping soundly
to hushing waves that break and crash around me
the swells will rise but always quiet down

sam, how do you know it’s safe?
how do you know we won’t go missing?
count down while i’m dropping in
til i’m an old man reminiscing

but i never saw this coming