His momma built him up like the railroad 
To hold his skull with wood and steel and spikes
You can set your watch by when he hollers
Follows every match that he strikes

The boxcars are called Fear and Trembling
That pass along his vertebral ties
I watch him from the shade of the apricot tree
I’m watching but I miss them every time

Someday I will lay him in the ground
Where the dust tends to its kind
The cars will keep a’flyin toward the horizon
There’s something for us down the line

This man is always under construction
This man will always spare me a dime
I swallowed the change in his pockets
He gave me when I asked for the time

He hears his whistle blowing.

Someday I will lay him in the ground
Where the dust tends to its kind
The cars will keep a’flyin toward the horizon
There’s something for us down the line.

Down the Line

A Little Waltz

Walking After Midnight & That Makes It Tough- Patsy Cline- Buddy Holly Cover

if You want me to meet you in the morning
name the place and i'll leave tonight
pack my things and i'll get myself some coffee
road is dark but You are light
tell me where, tell me where, and i'll be there
i've got fuel for 100 miles or so
i'll fill my tank and i'll press on through the darkness
say the word, say "leave" and i'll go

and i'm not scared of dying on the way
because i've already died
i'm desperate to see Your face
You who raised me up to life
and I see You beyond each overpass
and in the river or tail-lights
If you want me to meet you in the morning, I'll head out tonight

And I'll Go- Kamryn Armstrong Original

Day One of the 7in7 project! I totally hit a wall on this one. 

Lyrics:
Venomous and velvety, 
deadly vulnerability
You are an itch under my skin
Virtue veiled in vacancy
Tell me, are you scared of me?
Caught in the words you weave, 
the tale that you spin

Can I trust this to be true:
That you're as scared of me as I am of you?
Now that you're tangled up do I scare you?

Lulled by the safety there
in the sweet and silky air
Shaking through my ears while I sleep
Stung and sitting in your snare
Slumber smiling, wake up scared
sipping in the wealth of secrets to keep


Can I trust this to be true:
That you're as scared of me as I am of you?
Now that you're tangled up do I scare you?

The thrill is paralyzing
Oh the peril, how it thrills

Scare You (7in7)- Kamryn Armstrong Original

This is a very rough draft written for my three year old charge, affectionately nicknamed "Spaceman"

My Space Man is laughing in his sleep again
his feet tethered to the pavement,
head high above the ground

He's got his gulf eyes on a passing satellite
And though he's terrified of flight, he's not looking down

Eyes on the heavens, calculates what I cannot
My angel with a helmet, my astronaut

He's all water and light, crying in his sleep tonight
Counting down until he takes flight, all systems go
One great leap, my moon man is still fast asleep
A scientist that I can't keep
He'll learn more than I'll ever know

He won't learn bitterness from me.