3.02.2005
Julie G. and Laura and I are sitting around singing and playing guitar using our laptops for lyrics and tabs - digital music stands and books.
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
...
And it's one more day up in the canyons
...
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she’s close to understanding jesus
She knows she’s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she’s nervous