Melissa Greener

Holy San Francisco stars, good midnight you above.

You're all so very far away. Farther than my love.

Orion lights the redwood's bite of claws into the earth.

The spot-light moon casts shadows glooming 'cross this country's girth.

Same Big Sky shifting through the changing hours of night.

Same old heartache creeping in with the dying day's light.

Dear sweet jet plane take me to the city I abhore.

Where my dear sweet one true love waits for me forever more.

Or make yourself a time-machine shaped like a butterfly.

Than I'd resume your arms cacoon and never say goodbye.

Same Big Sky shifting through the changing hours of night.

Same old heartache creeping in with the dying day's light.

Until next time my friends the woods near Golden Gates ajar.

A score and four and than one more it's taken me thus far.

When I'll return I cannot say, but one thing's in my heart,

The deepest love I've ever known I'm coming back to start.

Same Big Sky shifting through the changing hours of night.

Same old heartache creeping in with the dying day's light.

Leaves are turning green to brown and so I’m turning. Sky is changing full to empty, so I’m changing.

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

Milk is spoiling on the third shelf. So I’m spoiling. Clothes are tattered, knees threadbare. So I’m tattered.

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

Time is wasting all around me. So I’m wasting. World is spinning out of orbit. So I’m spinning.

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

La,da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da, whoa heh

I get a little lonely,

I go a little crazy.

I go out driving to clear my head.

I think of the desert,

And the stillness.

I think of the color of your skin.

I’ve had this feeling many times but,

It never changes, it never stays.

Give me something to always love you.

Make me surrender.

Make me surrender.

My imagination does me wonders.

I can’t help ponder the sweetest things.

I think of the ocean, and the crashing.

My spirit shouting, your smile resounding.

I wait to touch you, you’re getting closer.

The air is heavy, your lips are calling.

My heart is drumming, your eyes are warning.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I’ve been longing for this moment.

Your scent surrounds me, I am in danger.

Heaven’s arrival, your kisses cloud me,

With surrender.

With surrender.

If I could do what I want to
Than I'd kiss you here and now
But there's not one thing right between us,
Lest the music heard out loud

Silly Billy can't get over all the demons from his past
Symbiotic supersonic baggage that is built to last
Name your poison join him for illusions of recovery
Hover above pain of love
while smoke and mirrors set you free

It's good to pretend. It helps you survive.
It's better to end than to revive.
For all that it's worth, just to get by
I'll bet you the earth is gonna fall from the sky

Wishy-washy good intentions
often get you so confused
Taking off in all directions
is a sure-fire way to lose.
Baby get your shit together,
then maybe we could figure out
How to keep belief from fading
into hopelessness and doubt.

It's good to pretend. It helps you survive.
It's better to end than to revive.
For all that it's worth, just to get by
I'll bet you the earth is gonna fall from the sky

Promise me you'll never promise anything
Just close your eyes and play and shut-up...
and sing

It's good to pretend. It helps you survive.
It's better to end than to revive.
For all that it's worth, just to get by
I'll bet you the earth is gonna fall from the sky and

You'll never change, you'll just self destruct
You might gather the reigns, but you'll still get bucked and

I will not be your piece of baggage,
cause I see more clearly than you can imagine
I have no shame in seeing through you.
It's just a game you make up the rules to
I don't want to play by your rules,
I'm just gonna walk away and live by my own truths

It's good to pretend. It helps you survive.
It's better to end than to revive.
For all that it's worth, just to get by
I'll bet you the earth is gonna fall from the sky

I’ve got a map made up of feathers.

My disposition changes with the weather.

Run away from familiarity.

I’ll go anywhere as long as it aint here.

Motion is the potion for my stability.

Wreckless abandon is the major key.

Play it safe, walk away before it’s too late.

Don’t let him in or you’ll wind up hurt again.

Time to Go, it’s time to go away.

Think not of joy in self seclusion.

Joy found where without comforts illusion.

Fear aside it might be nice to love again.

I’ve not been full since last I can’t remember when.

Time to Go, it’s time to go away.

When the nor’easter comes a’blowin.

My feathers pick up lift with knowing.

Time to go, it’s time to go away.

Time to go, it’s time to go away.

Northern New Brunswick, a late autumn evening. In each other's arms a first star takes flight. In the midst of that crisp autumn twilight I wish I may I wish that I might. Because I'm a wisher and I'm a dreamer too. But I don't really expect any of it to come true.

Enfolded by Paris, it's summer and raining. There's a wishing-well I stumble by. Shrugging my shoulders I reach in my pocket. I find a coin, and let it fly. Because I'm a wisher and I'm a dreamer too. But I don't really expect any of it to come true.

We think life would be so much better if we got every wish that we made. But Wishes are fleeting like lovers first meeting, and wanting is forever and day.

Back home in Detroit, a deep winter's night. Another year older I grow. On mint-chocolate ice-creame the flames dance with knowing, 'till I close my eyes and blow. Because I'm a wisher and I'm a dreamer too. But I don't really expect any of it to come true.

When I was just a little girl every single wish was the same. Now that I'm older - again and again - that same old wish has never changed. Though birthdays and first stars and wishing-wells are silly superstitious child's play... and though I know wishes don't come true. I wish and hope and dream just the same. And I won't tell you my wish anyway.

Drinking overthinking as the smoke curls 'round my face. Contemplating falling as my heartbeat falls from grace. Oh no, not again. Here comes love around the bend. Hold on. Put the pedal down. This is how to drive, the Long Road Down.

Naked now hitchhiking on the side of the freeway. Exposure never felt so death-defying 'till today. All right, let me in. If I'm gonna go, I'm going big. Gitty up. Get gone. This is how to drive, the Long Road Down.

Tracing while erasing every notion to turn back. The station is awaiting put your penny on the track. All aboard this train. You miss the call. You start again. Get lost. Get found. This is how to drive, the Long Road Down.

Submission my position in this rendezvous with love. I'm in over my head, but yet my heart feels far above. Here you come. There I go. Falling fast. Falling so. All at once, I hit the ground. This is how to drive, the Long Road Down.

Four whole dollars on pump number three, put the pedal to the metal, get the hell out of Tennessee. Faded blue jeans and a dirty white t-shirt, I'll drive if I have to to the end of the earth. No time to kill. I got a hole to fill.

This loneliness is Fancy Free, from the holiness he gave to me. This heart does mourn, but my mind's at ease. And I cannot scorn that memory.

Green station-wagon with wood paneled sides, grew me up when I was a child. I hated that thing... but it did me right. Now I got one of my own. The driver's seat - my personal thrown. All I do is drive, and chew on life.

This loneliness is Fancy Free, from the holiness he gave to me. This heart does mourn, but my mind's at ease. And I cannot scorn that memory.

I tire at all these long roadways that keep my heart's ocean at bay. Myself and I we get along. No sense trying to defeat this endless driving plague I greet. It's a cursed route... I'd be worse without.

This loneliness is Fancy Free, from the holiness he gave to me. This heart does mourn, but my mind's at ease. And I cannot scorn that memory.

Whatever you do, don’t love me like you do. Whatever you say, don’t say you love me that way. Cause I’ll say it, I’m scared, don’t want to care for nobody, neverwhere. Never mind… you got the time? Lovely weather.

Whatever you do, don’t look at me with those eyes. Whatever you tell yourself, don’t tell yourself lies. Cause I mean it, I don’t love you, I won’t ever love you. Not nobody, neverwhere. Ah, just forget it.

Where ever you go, don’t wish I was with you. Because where ever I am, you can be sure that I won’t miss you a damn. Cause believe me, there’ll be others, so many others, that are gonna have to stand in your shoes. It’s not something I choose.

Cause I’ve tripped on the real thing before. And I came crashing down onto a concrete floor.

Well, I’ve tripped on the real thing before. And I came crashing down onto a concrete floor. And I’m trying to forget it.

Have you ever felt like you just can’t win. And here’s exhaustion kicking in. When last I felt like this before, it was twelve years ago… During the year of the horse.

Everything is a struggle to me. Nothing comes easily. I’m a broken down frenzy, it must be… my twelve-year anniversary.

My wooden back is warped and tired. I haven’t got one live wire. The gears up stairs are rusting through, wrung out and used, due to the year of the horse.

Seven more months will gallop over me. Before a visit from mercy. I’m holding tight to the tail of the horse who’s tramplin’ my year.

Have you ever felt like you just can’t win.