The Gambler

And when he finished speakin’
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even

The Rose

It’s a heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It’s a dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken
Who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.

You’ve Got Time

Think of all the roads
Think of all their crossings
Taking steps is easy
Standing still is hard
Remember all their faces
Remember all their voices
Everything is different
The second time around

Far From Any Road

When the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold,
Mountain cats will come to drag away your bones.

And rise with me forever across the silent sand,
And the stars will be your eyes and the wind will be my hands.