Hotel Room

Are all your guitars tuned?

(of course they are)

Backstage staring at the moon

Alone under the stars

As a band – And with your fans –

Pre show rituals

You go off w/ out a hitch

It’s far out.  There’s no doubt.

You have it. We share it.

Others want it.

-Gifted.

Musical vines grow hair

We’re strong under the gun.

Some people take chances

Some the right road

I ain’t owed nothin’

-Beneath planetary moons-

Sitting here in tune,

Playing melodic songs in June

In the soft luxuriant comfort

of a

Hotel Room

Late May 2003

John Alan Conte` JR