From the recording Long Way to Wander (2007)
Lyrics
some days I have much to say
and lots to think about in the evenings
but it’s hard when it rains all day
and old loves and my old mind are grieving me
it’s inconstant and elusive
even if you’ve found it once
sifting water through your fingers
getting back to the weeks and months
when God got crazier every day
and life kept widening and deepening
each day to the next day, my
hair grows longer and
the days do too,
shaking this feeling that I
get from you
just got to roll with the punches and the bad words
roll, keep rollin, each day to the next day
and sometimes Sunday morning
still awake in a public park
you get around to thinking like you couldn’t
while it was still dark
life before you unfolds naked,
hazy as it is
and you taste a fragile sweetness
past the reckless bitter end
and you get to feeling like a brand new person,
staggering and wide-eyed as you are
just got to roll with the punches and the bad words
roll, keep rollin, each day to the next day