Alone Apart by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova

baby tiger

in between
your two ways

(your happy go/crazy
vibe

and your

un/glued rampage
silent

type)

i fly

for cover, i converge
on

two lonely old lifestyles
not meant
for anyone
like me...

i feel like
mesopotamia

except i
never gave birth (and)

in between
your times     i

cradle every/little/thing you gave me
in

the lonely palm
of

my hand...

Losing Keys by Jack Johnson

grapefruit

endless mornings seep
into

lemonade afternoons

(and)

icee candid
camera

tricks

in the back of
pick up trucks

(this)
is how they

do it in texas (oh)

evening come down,
save me.

we   all swing higher (higher)

in pursuit of happy,
and

we find it,
sippee straws and all,

in

strangest

places...

Little Bit 'O Rain by Amos Lee

trusty

pilgrim faces   almost
halfway there

i soar

all by myself   in
my artistic ways,

pressing forward

like    a metal jaguar
on

front of a car.
my

stone face, my ceramic    hair
in

ghostly breezes:    i press on.
there
is a goal,

and
i shall find it.

i only stop
for
the

indubitably forward movement

of
motion, in its finest sense,
on a ship

bound
for solitary

frontiers...

Until The End by Norah Jones

formal

i was eighteen
with

an awkward face and
i

wore a long    red dress

(it matched your tie)
you

(the lawyer now)
so

constitutional (kind)

i wonder   if
you ever wonder about

me.
it

ended swiftly
just like
 german you's

empty-headed

i
perch on my red couch (and)

watch ronald reagan on the tv

set.    i wonder
who

you are,
who i   was....

Halfway There by Jonah Cohen

indescribable

it's just a vase full
of

dead tulips in

the bath (room)
window but

they mean so much,
the

tickle in my throat,
the sound

of music
in my head...
(you rattle like)

edges

of a tomb and i
can't

even face you
when

you've gone. wanting things
to

come back is dangerous.
it's

just a jar of troubles,
on

my doorstep, vocalizing fears
in

my trembling, trembling
palms...

What Am I To You by Norah Jones

too (kept)

sullen and distraught
with you

not even snow

can restore
my faith in love (so you)

look

at me
behind my scarves
(underneath my clothes) and

try to see me
as

i really am.
like

a dog in winter
i

hide it from you
under

soft fluffy things

but

you don't know,
here,
inside my coat,

how love-torn rocked   i am.
the

eyes have it all...

Absinthe by Beth Orton

edgy

you seem (to have zapped)
the

life

out of me,
popping my fathomless dreams
like

helium balloons

on long paper strings.
i

took your picture

at
a park
under a gazebo
and

we let them go,
(floating)

up into the old
coconut sky,

revealing less

(and less)
about

the poison inherent
in

a glorious day
of

sunshine

without proper air...

Save You by David Carn

caricature

the reason
you

don't stand beside me
is

nothing
(all i have to do
is sit

by myself
on a sidewalk in manhattan

reading shakespeare

and
suddenly
you

don't matter anymore)

to do
with who you are,

or
your disingenuous musings
on

sincerity.
they're my reasons, (since you

gave them up),

and
i can pretend
they're anything

i want...

Speed Of Light by Joseph Arthur

schedule

my mom asks me
(she says)

wasn't there something
i was

supposed to do today,
you know,
like

watch for Jesus
coming back

in
the clouds.
memories of central park

weigh heavy on my mind...

the city calls
from

distant skies,
she says,

there is somewhere
i'm

supposed to be,
engulfed

in my own
upper

east side story...

right?

The Special Two by Missy Higgins

unclear

i hide in daylight (fluffy)
unknown

to the rest

of
this forsaken planet

(oh, william)

i duck behind trees to
evade
your satellite x-ray vision

but

i'm still afraid
you can see
into my soul

and

you'll write down
all the darkness

you find there,

all the hasty moth-balls

and a heart that
tastes like rust,

flattened love
and

old rough wool...

Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat

white

messy hotel sheets (and)
i've

acquired a
fondness for ironing,
my hair

and the like (with)
clothing

scattered

here to paris, (oh)

marilyn, where are you now,
he

needs to be
straightened out sincerely
and

no one
lays them flat

like  you.

anonymous letters
in my
left handbag,

closing time
until

i get to stay in unknown
places

once again...

Nightbirds by Grant-Lee Phillips

unbeknownst

when i was small  i
was

leia the bird

i drew a picture (and)

today
i found it.
i

lost it, and i
didn't pass the test.
i

miss you

like poultry (and) i
feel

foul (oh) sooooo down

and
wishing i could fly

i like
to be high,

to be far away and above (the words)
you
say

and this wild hope
of

falling in love...

Breakdown by the Brindley Brothers

unkempt

today

i saw the light
(i saw you)


the absence of you,
curling
around the edges of

one red vase
my

father gave me
for

valentine's day. i think
there's something

so wrong

with you being gone,
with

you saying nothing
as

i sit here
bristling in the sun(moon)light

with my hair

in  little blond halo
shadows

on the wall.

bloom sound blur.
i

realize what shines...

Hummingbird by Kris Delmhorst

light

you (hear me) out
of

all this blue noise

(I)

flap my wings so shy

shifting tectonic plates
in my mind to
be beside you,

on your air,
and

you feel the vibrations
i make
in mindless sound (my)
wing speed

faster than
your

visual capacity,
but your heart

sees it,
do.

i love you.

i tell you,
the

way i fly to you...

Plane by Jason Mraz

humanitarian effort

i keep thinking

about it (how good)
it would be

to leave you
behind,
to

launch my
cross-referenced, out of range heart
diagonally, beyond

all you can do
to hurt me.

nobody gets me (but)
i don't care
so

long as i can fly.

fly i will,
eventually:
i mind-game zap

my

soaring retro(spective)
into

that big city they call

new york,
away
from

the floating screwball facade

you call (minor league) "love

you"...

Cocoon by Jack Johnson

debarking

love yes snow

i (am) YOU, i am snow

i fall hard
and
restless
on the furrowed ground

as cold
as lighting eyes i

roar like bridges
in the lonesome thicket and

i rage in
buckets

on your arms

as you trudge
in

cold
i am.
i am snow (biblical found) surround

plentiful sounds and

i am yours.

like love we
are
betrothed (and we know) and

still we fall...

Gone Away From Me by Ray LaMontagne

phlegm

oh midnight prophets
and

tired old tendencies in (the evening) i
feel

so new
in the moment
of

most remorse and

somehow faulty/calm
overtakes

me (oh mercy)

kindness

take me
on a trip,
somewhere

warm and drippy...

all the happy
songs you sang to me
mean

nothing now.

you travel cross country,
as
flighty as the snow,
toward the reasons

i believed in you
and

the powerless boils
of

calm
that rose

within my heart...

Stranded by Van Morrison

morbid

hello (snow) you

follow me to utmost
ends

of earth
and

frozen toes/rudolph nose
aside, i

still love you.

i feel your heart beat
slow

motion (pile)

on fence posts
before
valentine's day

and
remember being just

only

slightly (alone)
instead

of the wholesome
lonely

that pervades my april rain.
i

missed you, snow.

come back soon.

Perfect Ones Who Break by William Lee Ellis

billowy

hello (friend) i
lack

words (i need)
to say

in my defense.

the effort
it took to pull (you)
out

of water

strained me to death and
now

i drown in
what other people

might call (snot) but
secretly

it's a weapon

and
when i feel it
gnawing

on my bones (i)
remember

you're not the only (one)
who

can hurt me.

(i)
may be drained but

i still got
gall,

baby...

She Falls Away by Andy Mac

in the night

i see your (glassy)
starry eyes

(my lucky charm)
staring

back at me

from the brink,
in forward chasms,
and

i love to see your face
like that...
lit up

like celestial bodies.
i

look ahead to
your embrace

and

even though i have (no voice)
i find

i gives me courage
to

hold on to you

in my eyes,
if
only in my gaze,

and thus create something
out

of the nothing
that

glows like the heavens
all

around me...

Ill With Want by The Avett Brothers

link

broken hearts galore (and)
this

hurts worse
than a tonsillectomy

but still

the way you

hug me goodbye

(makes even)
the biggest pill
a little easier

to swallow,

and i have
found
the endless task

of

falling out of love to
be too (much) for
this

little era...

Ain't Gonna Lose You by Brett Dennen

point (less)

recurring nights

and
i kept having (this dream)
where

you were gone,
and

my spinal cord had
separated
from

my backbone

(and) i'd wake up,
neck twisted
in circus-like contortions,

missing you like
i
miss

gunther gebel-willliams (and)

in my dream,
the way the baby cries,
it

makes it all
sound

too fantastic to be true...
and

so i kept surrendering
to

the (blameless) sound
of

sleep...

Sleeping to Dream by Jason Mraz

daylight

you are like
a

little spidey on
my left shoulder,

veins twisted
around

my wings

like woolen threads (and) i
wear them

like a winter coat
in

the springtime,
spidey,

i like the way your feet
feel.

they tickle my soul.
it

is so imperative un(clear)

how
things turn out

in the sunshine,
when

colors (like tiny hairs on your legs)
illuminate themselves
and

i
(with my uncanny heart)
am

bathed in the backlight
of

love...

Can't Buy Me Love by the Beatles

impropriety

well

hello my (little) friend
i missed you

and all your
white-knuckle, dovetail loves.  i

sense

things are

soon to (be) changing    and
i just wanted

to say

i love you (buddy).
i

will keep you (folded up)
inside my heart

with all the   joie
de vivre

and
doubtless (you)

can grow back

all the lives  i
plucked

from you

Seven Days by Justin James

perilous

loving you is like
standing

(wingspan trembling) in front

of

a throbbing mob
of eagles,
feathers splayed in defiance.

i stand (and soar)
over

the hard peaks of this grand canyon

waiting for you.
i pluck

hairs,
and i separate
the truth

from reality
like

speeding bullets,
and

as i face down
(knees trembling)

i come to realize
that

these are desperate times.
they

need
desperate

measures...

Morning Air by Jason Reeves

offhand

like joan of arc
things

are looking shady
but

i remember lifting off
one day

in a helicopter
into the wild blue yonder

and (it felt)

like sterling silver
on

my neck.

i kept his words
in my
pocket

(locket) jewelry shining
like

my hair and i

loved him,
for all that he was worth,

and i remember

as i flew away

thinking i would die,
die

for the art
(and the honor)

of believing...

This Is The Day by Sam Bisbee

break

i

feel empty.
poetic.

like

a packet of cheese

i

have nothing
left

to say...

Song for the Painter by Lost in the Trees

happenstance

it just so happens
that

i

have one orange stripe
through

my left eye

and

i watch you flit like bees
around
the standard size puddles

i inflict

upon myself (i
feel so insecure sometimes) but

now
it just so happens

that in this solitude

you sit

beside me on this wire,
praying

for redemption (and) i just
perch

and
dream of flying...