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he awakens to a dark sky
and heads out to the station
in a strange world, not a kind place
on rusty wheels & desperation

she was fifteen, he spoke in lyrics
that she barely understood
the loneliest flowers are plucked from strings
on guitars made of wood

it was midnight in late september
not many knew his name
he was quiet, he had a question
every actor seeks his fame

on the railroad car redemption
they sit & wait for dawn
a sun that rises over mountains
only seen when clouds are gone
no ticket bears exemption
when there’s nothing left to pawn
free water in the fountains
down the line they move along

she awakens in a cold house
and she loves him like relation
in the wrong world, not a kind place
where a mirror’s your salvation

he was fifty, she had the right face
that kind that’s pure & good
the loneliest flowers are plucked by hands
that simply knew they could

it was morning in late september
not everyone can be the same
he was quiet, he gave the answer
more than happy to take the blame

on the railroad car redemption
they sit & wait for dawn
a sun that rises over mountains
only seen when clouds are gone
no ticket bears exemption
when there’s nothing left to pawn
free water in the fountains
down the line they move along

“my beloved do you blame me?”

by JTW
©2012 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.


it’s been a long time since i’ve written about love…
(please listen to the music video below by sina, one of my new faves.)

you’re not who you were in the morning
before you went for one last ride
you’re not who you were in the morning
before he kissed you & said goodbye

you forgot all of the reasons
that took you deep inside
you forgot all of the reasons
when you looked into his eyes

how far could one night take it
will you even have that chance
how far could one night take it
cold rains on evergreen plants

if you say all the words in your heart
and if you hold nothing back
will he call you tomorrow
to check that you’ve packed

when you say all the words in your heart
and if you hold nothing back
if he doesn’t call you tomorrow
was it the sound of his voice that you lacked

you’re not who you were in the morning
before you went for one last ride
you’re not who you were in the morning
before he kissed you & said goodbye

you’re not who you were in the morning
before you went for one last ride
you’re not who you were in the morning
and you didn’t even try
you didn’t even try



by JTW
©2012 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.

it’s kinda sad
the looks on their faces
so stressed & worried
by these unfamiliar places

they can’t relate
and so they sit’n debate
my happiness & sanity
obsessed with who they think i should be

i can’t be mad
i can only be true
can’t relieve their minds
by the things i say or do

they’ve never been here
their home is their fear
and i guess that shelter suits’m fine
but my peace comes from a different kind

maybe i’m bad
but we’re all gonna die
and if it’s not the things you love that kill you
it’s been the things you wouldn’t try

i’m not concerned with changing minds
they were never my minds to break
i’m far to busy being true to me
to be bothered by what is fake

the fields are green
and everything i need
and when the trains zoom by
i smile at their speed
i fly somewhere high
to drop a little seed
the kind of life i’m livin’
is the one i choose to lead
it’s not in the books they’re used to
but it’s a hell of’a one to read

the fields are green
and everything i need
and when the trains zoom by
i smile at their speed
i fly somewhere high
to drop a little seed
the kind of life i’m livin’
is the one i choose to lead
it’s not in the books they’re used to
but it’s a hell of’a one to read

“i’m doin’ fine watching shadows on the wall…”

by JTW
©2012 JTW “jtwhitaker.com” All rights reserved.

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