Tacoma Bound -

Generous and young

Won’t you pull me like a con

And slam me like a hammer

While i’m sinking like an anchor

And watch me shake my shame

Like a flag in a parade

And wear it on my sleeve

Frail like my busted knee

Busy as a honey bee’s

Hard labor in a summer breeze

With you lying next to me

Our tandem breath a swollen symphony

This is a goal towards which you work

Not a trinket that you find

I added to an apology

About my peace of mind

The highways only lonesome

If you’ve got no where to go

I’m headed north Tacoma bound

To see an angel that i know

Change me like a chord

The minor two to the major four

A break in the clouds

A luxury that i can finally afford

Hey baby I ain’t innocent

I might of said some things I never meant

A mother would be mortified

If she’d known about the things I lied

But here in your attic nest

Where garden gnomes guard the steep ascent

Close the door like a clasp

Let it happen baby let it last