Sorting Through My Things
See What I Can Find
Picking Through The Past
See What's Left Behind

Multi-colored Sweaters
That Moths Have Eaten Holes
A Paire Of Breaded Mocassins With Worn Out Soles


Boots Were Made For Walking
Winds Were Blowing Change
Boys Fall In The Jungle
As I Came Of Age


Black And White TV
With A Broken 12 - Inch Screen
Dylan's Highway 61
And Jackie's Love Machine


I Reread Your Letters And Again
I Cry Great Tears
Light Comes To The Surface
Even After All These Years