Middle Ground (2002)   Fall The summer was sneaking Out throught the screen door The door that’s so patched up You can’t see through it anymore I rose to run out after But it was gone on down the river Leaves were falling, fall was rising With the winds out on the water And the smell of sad surrender It pierced the air like a whisper As I stood and caught the sunlight Racing to the kitchen floor Oh the times I’ve had Haven’t been so bad But there’s this wistful ghost that won’t go away It blows into town When the fall comes around And the world is tinged with the scent of slow decay I stood by the curtain Watched the dust float, uncertain Like a million thoughts at midnight Two bodies in the tide You are my friend on the pathway You are an angel and a devil And I don’t know if I’ll hear your voice once more Calling out to mine And in that very situation The end of winter’s short vacation I was lonely as a clock tower Still I had to crack a smile Cause the times we’ve had Haven’t been so bad And what did we deserve anyway We all try to find Something sure and kind As we roll these rocks across the dying world a ways