Mississippi

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Think I'm feelin' for the road again - and maybe why, maybe why - yeah that's why my body won't sleep again, my stomach's all fillin' and every sweet word I can find follows for a couple days before it fades...Maybe the bayou'd Mississippi can cure it or sweat it






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Blinds drawn tightly closed against the sunlight -
Reading the most beautiful words.

Oh, the warmth.

The dreams coming true.



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Change.

Do you feel that? That hungry peace that settles - when there's tea brewing on the stove, and the heavy windows are cracked to let the city in, and suddenly the neighborhood below is inhabited again, …and all the dust was just wiped away clean...

Wearing just a long white cotton shirt and weary feet. 

That season out there is starting to change already. 

That season…. ohhh, yeah yeah yeah - guess you're remembering over there that I'll be gone by the end of it. 

By summertime I'll be a memory. 

I'll be the girl that built the striped Tent for hiding in, and where will it go? 

Cause sometimes, just sometimes - you're still the man hopping up and down on the bed to wake me up before the first alarm. You're still racing across North Ave beach at night, while the sand is gasping out the last of August - to me. 

And we're still five paces away from anything lasting.

This whole cold city is far from anything I could name - with all the times it's broken 
my heart, 
my shoes,
my thoughts.
All the times just the mere sight of the skyline
at night from a taxi, or the office window, or the El tracks - has made
all the possibilities soar and soothe… 

It's gonna be, gonna be, - it's gotta be, - the time to close it all up now.
The time for all the finales (and beginnings) -
when the expiration date makes everything grow anew some strange version of itself...

Some strange version, I've always liked the idea of it, fermenting the joy -- it ain't so scary anymore darlin' when you're giving it up...

So let's have one more drink - that last one - 
hell, let's have as many as we can drink up. To drink us all in again. 

Then I'll put my feet on the dashboard above all the boxes, take one last look around - and smile into the horizon of highways and disappearing lakes...

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