BISCUITS

Love, it had to be love

To leave a somber taste

And light my heart on fire 

Teacher, I’m done with my lesson

Can I go back to prison 

With your permission

And grieve falling stars 

They say I’m waiting for

A long lost chance

I say I’m dreading a romance

That can barely fill a home

This is why I eat my biscuits alone

Fear, my constant companion

Decides when I’ll eat

Brush my teeth

And helps me avoid defeat

You, I saw past the cornfield

Down by the train tracks 

Out near the cabin 

In ol’ Cartersville

You sat, sat with me down

Under the tree by the creek

And listened for hours on end

I never saw a pair of eyes that blue

I tried my best to look away from you

But then you sang my song 

On that old guitar

From my father’s older days

Maybe I’ll share my biscuits today

Love, it had to be love

To prove I was wrong

And awake my bitter heart