amateur ukulele night

dispatch

former hippie

we started a song about a sad woman

the story was just too much to chew

and on and on

the office merged with psychedelic

management with zen

and any direction you take man

long enough

ministry of silly walks all full of fife and sousaphone and drum

but the ukulele comes around again

every time it is the curve of your cheekbones

and the pluck of your tongue

and it is a dancing song

a close your eyes and swaying song

there are waves

you went to cali to catch

and there are waves you didn't know

they crash and crash and crash

to the curious each day throws its gauntlet down

the gift of love

how i am so curious for you

and the song so long

when a coffee shop was hip and hot

and the night was long and jazz and the snip of snapped fingers

at each pause

so this is how it feels to be lonely

and it is all a remembering

without any of you being here to make it sweet

and one day life is a place that is far away and the ukulele

comes back around

pick a way and the waves

wherever they are crash all the way to there

the things you can escape any old day

are the things that wait and never go away