Cherokee

Late for its arrival, my mind’s begun to find
Early peculiarities are how it defines time
And there are turkeys out the window that I appreciate
There’s plastic like a barge somewhere thats got no docking date
And on a tour I saw focaccia treated like it’s jade
Someone in the lobby is dressed down just like me
An infant won the lottery but really it was he
With a pocket full of ruffies; a pocket full of teeth
Some people call that pleasure and some people call that grief
At the Exxon they were confused if I was American
And so I left offended with a pack of M&M's

Well I’ve been driving for a long while
Spent some time in a Cherokee
Learning things

Out there in Black Mountain sprouts education seed
But you can learn a lot, just take a walk above Montreat
They gathered round the easel and spelled Community
I go looking for my teachers and wondering what that means
There'll be lots of lonely mailboxes when language disappears
And people on the subway think so far to be so near
I smile from a screen you touch, I’m waiting on the bed
Listening to voices talk about where I am headed

People hid out for a long while
In the hills of Cullowhee
Cherokee

The stoop that you love
Is fiending
The stoop that you love
For meaning

Someone’s at a grill top and someone is Tom Hanks
Suckered into party games and building words for leisure
Here it is 11 and there it is 19
You're missing all my breakfasts and I'm missing your evenings

Wish we’d been touching for a short while
Driving back from Cherokee
Dreaming things