you could always hear the rub squeaking

of those two tree limbs

'til one day one of them came down

taken down by the wind

but on the one that's still there

you can still see where the bark was

rubbed bare

it's a metaphor if you know what I mean

how have you been?



me and you

and your girlfriend makes three

in the interest of even numbers

I will make myself scarce

I will make myself scarcely me

but I'll be outside your window at night

pull up your shades

leave on your light

I don't want to come in between

I just want to know

how have you been



I leave for a living

music's just something I do

on my way out the door

and I'd do almost anything once

something about you

I think I'd do you more

if I had my way I'd stay here

and watch your hair grow for a while

it makes me smile just to dream of it

how have you been