Geoff berner

I can see the kitchen light From the road where I parked my bike It's dark there As it often is these days. The dirty living room Really needs the dusting broom But I can't brush Your memory away. Her...

There's a certain way of talkin' That is done down in the South A certain way of slackin' And certain muscles in your mouth. Please don't be confused and think That I am from there though 'Cause I was...

I have been libelled as a wanderer This is not the case I have a home, it's just that It's an inconvenient place right now. "None is too many of that kind," I overhear you say You make some...

There is a road in north Alberta Runs right through the middle of our town Somewhere, somebody knows a secret 'Cause on that road, they ran somebody down Her name was Sally John She lived on the south...