1st Place
“Get-Away Car”
by Kerann Christopherson
Morgan Hill, California
This is the dress I was wearing
When we finally settled the score
When I walked out on him, the very last time
This is the dress that I wore
This is the car I drove off in
When I chose not to lower the bar
When I backed out of his driveway, the very last time
This was the get-away car
This was the get-away car
It’s not very fast but it goes pretty far
On one tank of gas
On one broken heart
This was the get-away car
This is the necklace he sent me
When we were in love, way back then
Back before we ended up wrecked
This is the necklace he sent
This is the camera he gave me
When we drove down to the ocean that day
My memory’s still loaded with pictures of him
This is the camera he gave me
And this was the get-away car
It’s not very fast but it goes pretty far
On one tank of gas
On one broken heart
This was the get-away car
Don’t know why I keep bringing up these things
I’ve got no real reason to mention
I would get rid of them all, if I could afford
To replace any of them
This is the section of highway I took
By this point, I was no longer lost
Here’s the place where I crossed the very last line
Here’s the road I traveled on
And this was the get-away car
It’s not very fast but it goes pretty far
On one tank of gas
On one broken heart
This was the get-away car
This is the spot I found myself standing
When I finally let go, for good
When I got home, all alone, on that very last night
This is the spot where I stood
And this is the dress I was wearing …
2nd Place
“Ghosts And Broken Hearts”
by Peter Sheardy
Rolling Meadow, Illinois
There’s a ghost in the corner
And looks a lot like you
Maybe I should go and warn her
Remind her that we are through
‘Cause I don’t need no reunion
Don’t want to be the host
There might be a little confusion
‘Cause I don’t believe in ghosts
(Chorus)
Ghosts and broken hearts
Are both empty and dead
Ghosts and broken hearts
Are both hungry to be fed
Both will haunt you
And pick your sanity apart
Sometimes there’s no escaping
Ghosts and broken hearts
The return of the departed
This familiar specter
A refugee from the darkness
Just a heartache collector
Bridge
Will I ever pay the ransom?
To satisfy this phantom
(Repeat chorus)
3rd Place
“Not A Road In Buffalo”
by Joe Colavito
Ringwood, New Jersey
We had run out of tears to cry
As I watched her wave goodbye,
There was no reason to pretend,
There’s no good way to lose a friend,
I guess I’ll spend all my time
Trying to get her off my mind,
I wish I had a place to go
Or a way to disappear,
There’s not a road in Buffalo
That could get me out of here.
I thought I knew my way around
But the only thing I’ve found
Is that I miss the way we were
And now I’m miles away from her,
I know tomorrow day will break
But now what difference will it make,
I wish I had a place to go
Or a way to disappear,
There’s not a road in Buffalo
That could get me out of here.
Sometimes we lose the things we need,
Sometimes love is hard to read,
I wonder why I had to wait,
I’m always seeing things too late,
There’s a shadow on the ground,
Why can’t I make it turn around,
I wish I had a place to go
Or a way to disappear,
There’s not a road in Buffalo
That could get me out of here.
If there’s a joke then it’s on me,
I was so close I could not see,
She needed me to make her stay
But I was driving her away,
Now she’s gone on to Montreal
As the snow begins to fall,
Wish I had a place to go
Or a way to disappear,
There’s not a road
in Buffalo
That can get me out of here.
4th Place
“Lillian”
by: Ynana Rose
San Luis Obispo, California
Lillian I see you as a teenage girl
Dreaming of leaving your small town world
Getting ready for the barn dance on Saturday
Hoping for a knight in armor to carry you away
I see you listening to the radio, putting on your dress
High-heeled shoes, your Sunday best
Long legs dancing across the floor
Sweet sixteen in 1934
CHORUS:
Lillian, Lillian
I never really saw you as Lillian
You were always “Grandma” to me
But Lillian, now I see
Lillian I see you at the age of 33
A single mom in the city working 6 days a week
All the knights in armor rode off without you
So you dig down deep & do what you have to do
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Now that I’m grown, with children of my own
I know the price you paid to be strong
I never realized just how much you taught me
Until you were gone
Lillian I see you on the San Francisco pier
Oysters on the half shell, drinking a cold beer
Wearing rhinestone jeans, 80 years old
There’s a dance on Saturday, & you’re gonna go
Honorable Mentions
“The Soldier And Me”
Jason Martin
Clarksville, Tennessee
“World Keeps Turning”
Daniel Bertges
South Burlington, Vermont
“Lie To Me”
Lisa Scarborough
Jacksonville Beach, Florida
“Make It Home Again”
Lisa Scarborough
Jacksonville Beach, Florida
“What A Busy Day”
John Carlson
Holly Springs, North Carolina
“Dragonfly View”
Belinda McCall
Fairfax, Virginia
“Southern Oak”
Jeb Barry
Adams, Massachusetts
“Captain”
Robbie Phillips
Wahiawa, Hawaii
“Hitchhiker”
Garry Morse
Colonial Heights, Virginia
“Timberland Dam”
John Stone
Dallas, Texas
