in between folds

"And when he said that I saw him transform in front of me, origami art of a thousand, now a thousand and one, beautiful folds of mystery. How life is in the folding and love, my, how love is in the unfolding."     

that subway girl

I ain't got a whole lot
sides a 97' chevy and a
mississippi dream bout some
riverboat city I seen
once
in a magazine

momma woulda said
God left it on that subway train
found me sleepin in a heap tell me
go west, get out of these streets
follow Me out of these streets

regret is just some runaway
teenage footsteps I can never retrace
last thing momma said to me
before I slammed the door in her face
I love you, come back home
when your heart gets too lonely
from being alone, baby girl you know
I'm with you wherever you go
i am with you -
where ever - you go

gone and seven years too late
I still listen for her in the rain
so come on momma runaway with me
our midnight 97's bout to leave
sure we ain't got a lot
just a mississippi magazine
bout some riverboat city I seen
once