first lines
I started playing with words others have written that have become inscribed on my life for one reason or another. It was a nice distraction as I prepare for my surgery on Wednesday and turned out to be fun as well.
index of first lines
I pulled into Nazareth was feeling ‘bout half past dead doctor my eyes have seen the years and the slow parade of tears headlights are flashing down the highway I wonder if we're gonna ever get home a look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping when you’re down and troubled and you need a helping hand keep a fire burning in your eye pay attention to the open sky you who are on the road must have a code that you can live by you come a-walking with a scar on your soul taking too much too lightly I don’t want to hear a love song I got on this airplane just to fly like a bird on a wire like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free
there’s a river of love that flows through all times there’s a river of sorrow in my soul don’t the hours grow shorter as the days go by there are the ones you call friends old friends sat on the park bench like bookends another turning point a fork stuck in the road people get ready there’s a train a-comin’ you can play the game and act out the part when you know it wasn’t written for you baby I’ve been searching like everybody else in the middle of late last night I was sitting on a curb where have all my friends gone? they’ve all disappeared
I’m going down to the Greyhound station gonna get a ticket to ride I’ve been sleeping for some hours just woke up and you were there when the road gets dark and you can no longer see in every heart there is a room a sanctuary safe and strong didn’t say we wouldn’t hurt anymore that's how you learn, you just get burned people that are sad sometimes they wear a frown the secret of life is enjoying the passing of time I’ve heard love songs make a Georgia man cry you with the sad eyes don’t be discouraged
when it’s dark outside you’ve got to carry the light the waltzing fool he’s got lights in his fingers shut it down and call this road a day we’re living in a time of inconvenience you come home late and you come home early we are swimming with the snakes at the bottom of the well all the unsaid words that I might be thinking it was all I could do to keep from crying the presence of your absence follows me something in your eyes makes me want to lose myself here we go again another round of blues am I young enough to believe in revolution
when you start if you exist God believes in you oh play me a blues song and fade down the lights so many years so many hardships in this world there’s a whole lot of trouble, baby it’s like when you’re making conversation and you’re trying not to scream I found your letter in my mailbox today late night drives and hot french fries and friends across the country I’ve been lately thinking about my lifetime I can hear her heartbeat from a thousand miles I’ve been down this road before
Peace, Milton
