Blake Shelton Tour July 2013

I'm on the Blake Shelton tour.  I'm making money and living on the road.  Meanwhile my band is recording it's 4th album next month, certainly the best yet.  We are working with an amazing very famous producer and our wonderful Grammy winning engineer, both of whom are involved because they love us and want to be involved.  I'm in really great shape, have a new vehicle that I get excited about driving.  Thank you God.  Thank you.  Please forgive me for being so flawed.  Forgive me for still missing her and for all my countless indiscretions.  Thank you for this life and allowing me to be a member of such a small club of brothers and sisters.  Thank you for what is about to come.  Thank you!

It Don't Work That Way

Or maybe it does...

Sleep!!!!

I started to write then thought

What for?

I should be asleep

It's twenty til four

I'm awake but I'm tired

I'm awake and I'm wired

Laying in bed with all of these toys

As long as I'm quiet

And don't make any noise

I'll sleep when I'm ready

I'll sleep.... when.... I..... zzzzzzzzz-zzzzzzz-zzzzzzzzzz

Here

Here

Right here in my head is a football field!
Yes, that's what I said.
Its grass is green and perfectly kept
Seats clean
Walkways swept
No one is here
Just me
All alone
Flat in the middle
Dead as stone
No game today
For that matter none
It's my field
This one in my head
And I don't like football.
Yes, that's what I said.

I Didn't Write Much

But I promise I will.  It's time to start writing and posting.  Fuck Facebook.   That's not a good place to write.   That's a place to be a rock star or whatever bullshit you wish to feed the world.  Here is where I will write... Yep...

A Dream

You are my love

my private dream

a quiet hope

I carried in my heart
It roamed with me for years

and knows all the stories I know

it’s seen everything I’ve seen
You are my love

small, quiet

bigger than Montana



I'm Not On Tour...

Perhaps I named this wrong. Or maybe not. I'm not on tour but in all honesty, all the times I was I just didn't post anything. Why? I'll tell you why. It's because when I'm on tour everything goes away and all that exists is the moment. That moment can be one second or it could be a week. It could be a day or two months. Time doesn't really exist. Maybe because each day is a different town, state or country. I'm not sure. What I do know is it's a drug. It's really better than anything. Well... I'm sure it's not really. I'm positive that love and family is number one on that list but when you have nothing, it's certainly the best thing.

I really should have posted then. I didn't. I will try now... even before massive travel. For now I will post a simple poem. I miss her. So much. There is no one to tell... no one who would simply be quiet and listen so I will let it out here... in this place that no one will ever see but still... it's here...

At last you exhale

I still cannot breath
Your song is hope

Mine we leave 

Hush now

Quiet
Let her sleep
Touch her face softly

Once more

Only in dream 

It's okay to cry

This time
Just don't let them see 

Hurry

Now hush