Who Am I?

I know theres a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone
After such a love as this?

Pain

Woke up this morning, did a nice little family show at a local festival.
The moment it was over, as I was packing up my show, I felt a twinge in my side.  Must be hungry.
Got home, ate about half of lunch - then doubled over in searing pain, as though I had been stabbed. (Yep, [...]