I wrote this in six hours in my house before work on a 41 degree day

Broadway

Maybe like Fighter Pilots
Who shoot each other down
We'll just forgive and Forget
After our fighting is down

Why is the bedroom light on?
When i'm still sleeping in bed
Like when a child is born
I hear the screaming start

It's the Weather Changing
I Think I owe you one
Take all my days from me
I think I owe you one
Explain your terms oh please
I think I owe you one
Take on my honesty
I think I owe you one

injured our bodies all start
reeling in shock and surprise
you'll never get what you want
when the words you use don't describe it



Greenwave Beth