Everywhere from Call Me by Britchy

EVERYWHERE
© 2009 Richie Reinholdt

What took so long to reach me was suddenly so clear
The lady pilot bathes me in her smoky tears
Sings her name in metaphors across the sky
Holding sunset in her hair everywhere

Blacklisted in my hometown no avenue remains
The streets have all rolled up at night denying me my name
Glory days forgotten by everyone but me
Insanity without a care everywhere

I’m not a tornado but a Psyclone I have been
This book you must read to me this drama that I’m in
My hands have all been blown away taken by the wind
And if I was the moon tonight I might see her again

Four-wheel songs by morning light to work and home we go
Never even hear her name on the radio
A castle I would build for her were I a younger man
But the moat fills with despair everywhere

Grammar and intention tangle up in vain
Stifled in creation ideas fall like rain
My lessons in direction never quite sink in
She tries to show me how to fly my wings fold up again

Crippled hands and photographs are all that remain
Reflections in a cloudy mirror memories are the same
The deer invade my consciousness and trample down my walls
And the pilot’s on the air everywhere

• Folk
• acoustic
• acoustic americana
• duo
• missoula
• montana
• neko case
• piano
• Missoula