When We Make Love She Cries

She’s done all kinds of therapy
The kind I’m never there for
When she’s done I pick her up
She stays silent & I’m still sore

There’s things she won’t tell me
The kind of things I need to know
Without intimacy in our marriage
There’s no trust & nowhere to go

And when we make love she cries
And I think I’ve hurt her so bad
Then I ask her why she’s so upset
And she yells, oh man she gets mad
I don’t know if it’s me who’s the cause
I’m just tired of the many secrets & lies
And all I think about while she’s sleeping
Is why when we make love she cries

Can’t be my tender & soft kisses
Can’t be the way I massage her hot bod
I can’t believe our love is in vain
Or some kind of extravagant facade

Is it something that happened to her
A trauma damaged her so much
That she can’t handle our lovemakin’
Maybe she’s sensitive to my touch

Cause when we make love she cries
And I think I’ve hurt her really bad
Then I ask her why she’s so upset
And she yells, oh man she gets mad
I don’t know if it’s me who’s the cause
I’m just tired of the many secrets & lies
And all I think about while she’s sleeping
Is why when we make love she cries

The sad part is it’s no longer a surprise
When we make our soulbinding love,
No matter where we are, day or night
When we make our sweet, honest love she cries

The love of my life can’t tell me why she cries.

July 5, 2018

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BloNo Blues

I’m two hours from Chicago, Illinois
Trying to turn into a man from a boy
At a school both my parents went to
How I wish they instinctively knew

Coming here was their decision, not mine
In these Twin Cities I’ll never be fine

Got the BloNo Blues
Got the BloNo Blues
I can’t shake these
Hard to handle
BloNo Blues

I’m failing all my college classes
I lost my expensive sunglasses
And my job, it sure does suck
So does this rusted beater truck

And everybody thinks I’ve got money
I’m on meds to stay sane and funny

Yet I’ve got the BloNo Blues
I’ve got the BloNo Blues
I can’t escape
These devastating
BloNo Blues

Bridge:
Nobody wants to get to know the real me
I’d rather be livin’ back home with my family
I could work for Dad to help lighten his load
It’s like I’ve been guided to the wrong road

I’ve got the BloNo Blues
I’ve got the BloNo Blues
And oh, I hate
This is my fate
I didn’t choose
I’m so afraid I’ll never lose

These BloNo Blues
These BloNo Blues
These BloNo Blues
These BloNo Blues

July 2, 2018

Darker Shade of Blue

Well, I’ve tried to make it right with you
And you tend to pick a fight nightly
It’s a vicious pattern and problematic
This isn’t the way love’s supposed to be

They say opposites attract & go together
Like the sandy shore & temperamental sea
Well you’ve been like those big ol’ waves
Relentlessly crashing and crushing me

And I’m not sure if you even realize it
I don’t know if what I say, you’ll believe
Hope this song delivers you a message
Hope it can be listened to & well received
Hope you’re not upset at what I’m singin’
Hope you know I don’t wanna hurt you
But I can’t live like this much longer
I’m thinkin’ that this love isn’t true
After all, sand never changes its color
No, sand never changes it’s color
From tan to a darker shade of blue
From tan to a darker shade of blue

I’d rather be the one appreciating the view
As I sit and watch each wave you make
I’d cheer on every surfer riding inside you
I just know I can’t handle your angry break

I know your tides change with the seasons
I know some of your waves are fun to ride
But just as surfers need pizza, I need lovin’
God knows we both have honestly tried

And I’m not sure if you even realize it
I don’t know if what I say, you’ll believe
Hope this song delivers you a message
Hope it can be listened to & well received
Hope you’re not upset at what I’m singin’
Hope you know I don’t wanna hurt you
But I know we can’t live like this forever
I’m thinkin’ that this love isn’t true
After all, sand never changes its color
No, sand never changes its color
From tan to a darker shade of blue
From tan to a darker shade of blue.

June 29, 2018

The Emigrant Gap Bandit

See, If you could step right into my shoes
You would know why I am this way
You would know my complete story
Why I’m in this Reno jailhouse today
If you could see what I’ve been through
If you could live where I was raised
If you could step right into my shoes
You wouldn’t be actin’ so amazed

I was born up in the Sierra mountains
In a cabin near a town called Emigrant Gap
At first I loved livin’ there in them woods
But then later I saw it was more of a trap

I did whatever I could to get a ticket there
At eighteen I jumped on a train leavin’town
I found work with a traveling carnival
From early Spring to Fall we’d move around

See, If you could step right into my shoes
You would know why I am this way
You would know my complete story
Why I’m in this Reno jailhouse today
If you could see what I’ve been through
If you could live where I was raised
If you could step right into my shoes
You wouldn’t be actin’ so amazed

A girl I fell for was the only daughter
Of the Ringmaster who had hired me
That day I laid my eyes on that sweel gal
She was the cutest I ever had seen

Her eyes were wide as her lips hit mine
She thought it was love at first sight
But I got scared and left her behind
Even though I knew it wasn’t right

Then I ended up in some rustic ol’ saloon
Got stuck where everyone drank and drank
The longer I stayed, the more lonely I was
And into depression, I fell & then sank

See, If you could step right into my shoes
You would know why I am this way
You would know my complete story
Why I’m in this old jailhouse today
If you could see what I’ve been through
If you could live where I was raised
If you could step right into my shoes
You wouldn’t be actin’ so amazed

I fell into a gang of highly skilled bandits
One day we came across a familiar tent
I realized where we were & looked for her
I always hoped I’d know where she went

Then I found her being raped by a man
I grabbed him off her then saw his eyes
He said “Boy what are you doin’ here?”
I got out my pistol which wasn’t so wise

Then I shot that Ringmaster in cold blood
The gang left me there to face my fate
And by the look in her eyes I quickly saw
My heroic deed came a few weeks late

See, If you could step right into my shoes
You would know why I am this way
You would know my complete story
Why I’m in this Reno jailhouse today
You would see I sure deserve to die
Even though my intentions were true
If you could step right into my shoes
You would then know what next I’ll do

You would then know what next I’ll do.

June 25, 2018

Fancy Seeing You Here

Fancy seeing you here
Are you drinking alone?
Is this seat by you taken?
My, how time’s flown

The last time you saw me
I was dating someone
Fancy seeing you here
I’ve missed you a ton

Remember we went out
To that ’91 County Fair
Back before we got older
And l lost most of my hair?
I remember you smiling
Do you still have that bear
I oftentimes wonder
If we could go back there

Fancy seeing you here
Are you happy these days?
Did you get another job?
Still like garlic mayonnaise?

Do you want a cocktail?
Do you think we can talk?
Or when you pay your bill
Wanna go for a walk?

It could be like that Sunday
When I took your warm hand
And we enjoyed the sunset
As we walked on the sand
Couldn’t we recapture
What we had back then?
Fancy seeing you here
Hope we’re together again

Fancy seeing you here
Hope we’re together again

Pinto Lake

Well, I’m thinkin’ about Half Moon Bay
and those egg sandwiches you would make,
All those black and white analog snapshots
you wanted to but didn’t have time to take

And I’m thinkin’ about that early Spring day
It was a bit foggy, you had something to say
When we were in that rowboat on Pinto Lake
When we were in that rowboat on Pinto Lake

I was wearing khaki shorts & a white pocket tee
You wore a gingham top and favorite ripped jeans
You brought a picnic basket with Martinelli’s,
Potato salad, French bread & freshly baked beans

And I wonder about all the reasons why my dear
You chose to tell me you weren’t gonna stay
When we were in that rowboat out on Pinto Lake
Oh, in that little rowboat out on Pinto Lake

We were from that place
That sleepy farm town
Filled with roses
Old friends
Ramsey Park
Where our Mothers
took us both to play
We were twenty-four
and we had planned
to move out of state
But you said you’ve packed
and was moving that very May

I’m sad and thinkin’ about that early Spring day
You brought me a bright yellow roses bouquet
My heart was breaking apart every which way
As you said what you needed to say
In that little rowboat with me out on Pinto Lake

In that little rowboat with me out on Pinto Lake.

May 15, 2018