an old lady with a wooden leg full of beer

Now I’m home for less than 24 hours
That’s hardly time to take a shower
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall
Check my email, write a song, and make a few phone calls
Before it’s time to leave again
I’ve got one hand on the steering wheel, one waving out the window
If I’m a spinster for the rest of my life
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights

one place to another. maybe paul baribeau will push me on a tire swing one of these days to help us forget everything.