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Coffee Break No. 24 – Miles Away

by Jonathan 0 Comments

Just a little something to ease you–or me–through a snowy Sunday.

Though I may be miles away from her
With years that pass without a word
I’ve never seen a moon so high
Her name hangs down from there tonight

So put your little hand away
I’ve seen such needy days before
On nights like this my hope returns
Though I may be miles away from here

A locket just for good luck
A pocket knife for long nights
And a sleepy little dreamer
With still miles to go

27 take me home
And pour that last year down my throat
The days will fade and the nights will burn
Though I may be miles away from her

I see her in the doorway
Staring a hole through it all
The first of many fits
And the last one was, man the last one was

So check your lock and close your eyes
When you wake up I’ll be all right
Never tell them where it hurts
And keep your bullet safe inside

The wind has wept and the sky is slurred
But we slept through the sunrise too
I’m dreaming still of who you were
Though I may be miles away from her

What Keeps You Going?

by Jonathan 1 Comment

That's Mr. Boss to you.

I came across this bit from the Kennedy Center Honors Bruce Springsteen. The guy is a marvel. He’s been rockin’ for over 40 years. You’ve got to have some kind of love for your job to keep at it that long and that well.

Me, I’m a Nebraska, Born to Run and Ghost of Tom Joad kind of guy, but I could watch Mr. Springsteen ply his trade any time. He lays it all out there every single night.

It’s a great reminder that,  just like other artists, writers need to lay it out there all the time to inspire readers, to leave them wanting more, to have them think about what we’ve written.  Just sit down at the keyboard and open a vein.

P.S. I’m embarrassed to say that it took me a good long while to come around on Bruce Springsteen. Maybe he was too much on the radio when I was a kid, or maybe it was that the music that made it to the airwaves didn’t satisfy or resonate like the albums I mentioned above. Anyway, better late to the party than never arriving at all.

Coffee Break No. 18 – Civil War Tunes

by Jonathan 2 Comments

These songs make me think of coffee boiled hot in a tin pot.  You can chew the grounds to get the last little bit of goodness when the drink has been drunk.