222 - Tim Barry

I ain’t strayed on happiness or feigned content

But everywhere I go it seems

It’s somewhere that you’ve been

From Asheville to Portland

In airports and vans

From Arizona to Washington State

I expect to see you there

Hiding in the Queens Gate Yard

Or up along the James

Making plans of life’s patterns

That somehow lead us back again

Nathan says he misses your teeth when you smile

And I feel alone

And your girl she ain’t calm yet

But we all hope she’ll come around

And I see your parents when I can

And talk to 'Cole when she calls

Been keeping busy when the sun is high

And hiding when it falls

And I don’t feel alone

When I look up anymore

You always knew you’d be leaving

And slowed down with each step

Keeping time with every stride

With few words said

Below Orion’s belt in dark skies

And Fulton Yard in the sun

On endless cross ties and steel rail black lines

On high or feeling numb

And I forgive you quietly leaving

And I forgive you for what I saw

You know I’ll be alright I heal myself well

On solitude and alcohol

I miss the hell out of your stories and your white lies

And voice calling on the phone

«just checking in, it’s been awhile now,

Been three days since we hung out.»

Just go on ahead if you need

I’ll meet you when I get there

Just know I won’t go easy man

I’ll kick and punch till there’s nothing left

And I don’t feel alone

When I look up anymore.