Finalist in the 2010 Calgary Folk Music Festival and Ship and Anchor Songwriting Contest – (Not) Grateful (Your) Dead category.
I dreamed I was a painting
Hanging up in some museum
A pretty oil on canvas
With pearl drop earrings and a
Hand draped ‘cross my neck
Sometimes I get so anxious
That I don’t have the things I’m supposed to want
Could’ve been the Forces’ Sweetheart
But I fell asleep, never
Got to hold the flag
Pretty little night owl
Oh won’t you go to bed
The wind is a-howling
Those stars are only in your head
The world ain’t been good to you,
She went and broke your heart in two
You’ll wake up when the sky is blue
– At least that’s what you said
It’s strange to see you stand here
So many years after the war;
It reminds me we’re both old now
You’re the ghost that haunts
The ghost that I’ve become
But I will stand here by you
‘Cause we’re from the same world, you and I
The world of endless twilight –
The bright moon’s all that’s keeping us alive
Oh won’t you take my hand now
Mr. Long-Gone and Far-Away
The darkness is calling
Only roman candles light your way
I got nothing left to give you
Since you done broke my heart in two
Come wake me when the sky is blue
Or leave me here for dead