The Grinning Moon

Waiting for the dreams that never seem
to come, I let my padded feet touch the floor.
As silent as the shadows on my wall,
I grab my keys and slip out the back door.

It springs to life, and can of Coke to soothe
the nerves, my world is two foggy cones of light.
My fans are on high, your CD starts to play
its songs, and I'm off, racing into the night.

Hug the left lane, soaring past 2 AM.
No mortal on the road can pass me by
As I break a hundred, twice the limit.
My wheels lift off the ground, I start to fly.

Transcending sight and sound, I am one with
the machine. I drive amoung the stars.
Darkness broken only by the grinning moon.
I smile back, as we gaze down upon the cars.

I descend, and come crashing back
to earth. Home at last, it's where I'll stay.
So if you're sad or alone, call my name, We'll get
into my car. Drive our cares away.

~Phil

At Least She Said Thank You

At least she said thank you
When I handed her my heart
Giving nothing in return
But gratitude's a start

She thanks me for my time
At the start and at the end
She thanks me for the ride
Tells me that I'm her friend

She's the most polite girl
That I have ever known
She even gives me thanks
As she breaks me stone by stone

Why she still talks to me
I haven't the faintest clue
I know she doesn't care at all
But at least she says "Thank You."

Well, "You're Welcome."

~Phil